Here's the illustration from 12 years ago in my diary that went with the original poem, which I began then and finished off this week and read today at "group".
Apologies again for the fuzziness. The poem is called "Ode to a Thumb Tack" but I cannot publish it here, for legal reasons, or because I don't want to. You decide.
2 comments:
You force me to imagine the poem. Here we go:
Shiny thumbtack friend
Why do you always prick me?
True friendship hurts. Ouch!
You said it was a haiku, right?
Uncannily close - but not exactly...
Post a Comment