Found Poem: Heather B. Armstrong
After ten consecutive minutes
of yelling
Leta* began beating the mattress
with her fists.
I understood that she was
upset,
but I had a hard time
not laughing
because the sound was
so pitiful.
Did she think that she was being
intimidating?
I WILL BEAT THIS SOFT SURFACE
WITH MY PLUM-SIZED FISTS
UNTIL YOU TAKE ME
SERIOUSLY.
______________________
*Leta is 22 months old.
At The Dooce.
I stole the idea of found blog poetry from James Stevens-Arce.
of yelling
Leta* began beating the mattress
with her fists.
I understood that she was
upset,
but I had a hard time
not laughing
because the sound was
so pitiful.
Did she think that she was being
intimidating?
I WILL BEAT THIS SOFT SURFACE
WITH MY PLUM-SIZED FISTS
UNTIL YOU TAKE ME
SERIOUSLY.
______________________
*Leta is 22 months old.
At The Dooce.
I stole the idea of found blog poetry from James Stevens-Arce.
posted by Among Amid While at 8:14 pm
1 Comments:
Heh. I'm quite fond of Dooce, if only because her attitude to parenting resonates soundly. They ARE little overlords!
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