Thursday, September 1, 2011


6 letters, 6 words, 6 lines.

(An Acrostic)

Cocoons are hard and very strong;
Hiding inside, do the caterpillars long,
Awaiting that weird and awesome change?
Nothing else is quite so strange.
Growing at long last into butterflies
Exchanging earth for the endless skies.



I tried being good for a while.
But halos are not my style!
I prayed for one
(Something rarely done
By the human rank and file)!
It arrived at once in the post
But, before I could even boast,
I found my prize
Wasn't quite my size
So I wrote to the Holy Ghost.....
And I said 'The halo you sent
Has filled me with discontent;
It slips over my ears!
How odd it appears!
It's not quite the type I meant!'
I knew that I couldn't win,
So I chucked the whole thing in.
I stopped being good
(Well, you knew that I would)
And went back to a life of sin!

1 comment:

Kay L. Davies said...

I'm glad I've never tried to wear a halo. It would most certainly "slip over my ears"!
I like your acrostic. I don't think the caterpillar knows. He might be like me, afraid of heights. (I can travel in a plane, but I don't do ladders and I wouldn't want to be able to fly).
— K

Kay, Alberta, Canada
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