I was cruising Art Predator’s blog (highly recommended as a worthy distraction) and was inspired by THIS ENTRY of one of the poems she wrote for last year’s 3:15 Experiment.
I grew DETERMINED to get the rest of my 2008 and 2009 3:15 poems typed up and logged on the the official 3:15 site!!!
As I was doing so, I came across this little goodie from Aug 2008. I don’t recall writing it, I don’t recall if it’s from a dream or a TV show or a conversation. I just thought it was really cool.
3:15 AM
August 25, 2008
pulling 3 monsters in a red wagon
no one knows how she found them
dead or how they were placed she
was all grins speechless but sparkling
we take her in traumatized she speaks
not for 13 years
one day she is looking out the window
like a cat she has always been
cat-like she turns and asks
what’s for lunch? and
who is T.S. Elliot?
her afternoons measured out
like spoons her words
ring silvery in the living room
we pretend not to be shocked at
her sudden vocalization
egg salad we say
famous poet we say
she turns back to the window
I prefer tuna
