Tuesday, June 26, 2012

2 poems

by wiggly jones, "the little hippie boy"

illustrated by rhoda penmarq





chair




i wish i had a comfortable chair
i'd get in it and just sit there
my brain would be clear and my back wouldn't be sore
and i'd never feel bad any more










life


life is nice

you wake up
in the morning

and it's still there
and you are still in it

the sky is outside
the window

and the sun
or maybe the rain

and nothing to do
or maybe something to do

either way
or no way

life is nice
sometimes






1 comment:

Dan Leo said...

"life is nice sometimes"

especially when there aren't too many bugs around.