A little poem I’ve been working on with the aid of the wonderful and accomplished poet Alyson Hallett. Having her read over and comment on my work is amazing. Aren’t I lucky.
Otter Nonsense
Otter Nonsense
my writing on a yellow page
(this silly sheet)
swims and dips
akin a fettered, old
and tattered otter-
nonsense words
in this
my stained and pointless
yellowed blotter.
Poor old and tatty,
written otter-
hemmed between
the reed-like lines
of this dank and dirty,
stagnant, earthy,
crumbling,
ever-humbling
paper river-bed.
Well read Panda 