When discovered by the social worker,
the yellow rabbit was nibbling blooming
dandelions, violets and clover
on the neighbor's lawn. The growly, circlingcats did not disturb it. The rabbit hopped
up to the cats and touched twitchy noses.
The cats dashed, lickety-split, and dropped
into hunting-jungle-tiger poses.The neighbors schemed. Chased & caught & caged,
unperturbed, the rabbit washed its face.
The prison guard said "Let it go." "Not wild,"
the social worker warned. "And think, the childwho lost it, crying all night," the day-care
worker sighed. The rabbit combed its hair.
~ a silly sort-of-sonnet, in honor of the day ~
(Unlike some of my poems, this incident really happened, and each person's occupation and opinion was as described.)

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I like this poem. A little preachy. I just don't understand why I hit the key to "read more" and didn't get more, only a comment. (!!!!)
Posted by: Anonymous | 16 April 2004 at 06:59 PM