Some interesting prompts over at Mindscapes Thought I would do something a little different on the Christmas themes.
I shared today’s post with my youngest Thomas and he came up with this. Tom is 9 and seems to rather enjoy trying his hand at poetry. Good work boy!
Donkey travelled through the night
On his back he carried heavenly light
The little heroes name was Kevin
And he carried the boy from heaven
Below is my effort. I think Tom did a better job. I’m going for a free form morbid nihilist first donkey perspective kind of vibe. I think I smashed it.
What? It’s a thing…Donkey’s can write poetry you know, they just don’t write it down because of the hooves.
Long dark roads
Dust and despair fill my every waking hour
Family and friends long forgotten
We eat through the miles
We pass through the night
They rest on my back as we follow the star
No food no water no hope
Onwards they drive me
Through the night towards day break
Silver and gold spill across the land
Day brings scorching heat
I wish I was dead
Ive never written free form before. I think it shows.