Thursday, April 17, 2008

Float like a butterfly...

Grimly by young eyes
on the edge of a bed in a dining room
sits a man with a beard
Bumblebee slippers hide
dying, disfigured feet
that dangle off the floor
Eyes down once and up again
the black and yellow stripes bring a smile.



Contributed by JDW

2 comments:

Jason said...

I had not considered the Ali reference in writing the poem. I like the title you chose. Outside of this blog I would probably not choose to use that title, but I like it here.

Jason

mully said...

cool, i like it too.