Once upon a time, I used to write quite a bit of poetry. I'm not sure what happened, but at some point, I just stopped.
I've been thinking about it quite a bit lately. It seems to be nagging at me. Every now and then, a line pops into my head, just begging to be written down and fleshed out... a fledgling poem hoping, waiting, dreaming of seeing the light of day.
This poem has been badgering me for quite some time. It's based on a true story. It took three psychotic rabbits chasing each other for what seemed like an eternity earlier today to shake it out of my brain.
Needless to say, you might start seeing more of my poetry here on my blog. I hope you like it and, if not, at least find it entertaining.
It's titled (not entitled! Too many people misuse that term!), simply, "Brethren Bunny."
It struggled and squirmed
breathing heavily
determined to escape, to flee from me
though hopelessly entangled
in a trap of a viny vinca garden.
Quickly and carefully
my fisherman fingers freeing it
untangling the mighty mess of vines
and watching
waiting
bewildered
as it stumbled slowly toward me
unnaturally unafraid.
It sought me out
stopping by my side and
sighed its final breath
beside kindred brethren.
