Saturday, April 07, 2007

No Idea

What is that boy doing?
Throwing that stick up
Again and again
Tossing it around
Up into that tree
Again and again
Over and over
Why does he bother?
Again and again
Oh, I see
It’s that old chestnut…

7 comments:

miss magic said...

arrgh!! I've read this poem about 10 times, but I still don't get it!

but not to worry! I like the way it sounds. ;)

Inconsequential said...

do you know what conkers are?

miss magic said...

yeah.

oh! I get it! nice poem.

ish said...

Will persistance pay off? Will the shell hold something worth the effort? Worth roasting?

Tiel Aisha Ansari said...

Hello Inconsequential,

I'm hosting the Ringing of the Bards poetry carnival, April 15th. If you'd like to be included, leave a permalink to a poem here:

Carnival post

And don't forget to come back and see the carnival!

Pod said...

i know what conkers are! i used to cheat and boil them in vinegar, which was pointless coz i was always a bit scared i'd get my knuckles busted by the big boys

Inconsequential said...

Lol Pod

Cheat
Cheat
Pointy feet!

:)