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shells at my feet
by Ginette T Bellesitting under a coconut tree
sunflower seeds in my pocket
a white bunny tiptoes
over hot white sand
flailing arms
incoherent speech
that the world is coming to an end
and I should really get some sunblock on
because when the fire starts to burn
no doubt there will be an explosion
disappears
wouldn't you know
down a rabbit hole
it seems unintenially
indicated by the screaming bloody murder
all the way down
and I sat and listened to the silence
to interrupted peace
to the world coming to an end 09/04/2003 Author's Note: don't ask...
Posted on 09/05/2003
Copyright © 2025 Ginette T Belle
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Max Bouillet on 09/05/03 at 03:48 PM Great attitude in this one. I can't decide whether your jaded, or just accepting fate. Great words that inspire thought. |
| Posted by Brian Francis on 09/06/03 at 03:26 AM Ok Alice. Rabbits are trouble. Throw a coconut at it.
I like the playful tone of this one. Well said.
--bf |
| Posted by Rachelle Howe on 09/08/03 at 12:04 AM one, two, POW. i lub. |
| Posted by Kristine Briese on 10/17/03 at 04:05 PM And again, genius. |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 10/20/03 at 02:28 AM Seems a good poem for our troubled times Ginette. Left me with a not so easy peaceful feeling. Good work! |
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