Saturday, April 24, 2010

Pelican


If the ocean were a clock face,
My finger, an hour hand…
I’d point out to you at two o’clock
The laziest Pelican.

He doesn’t dive, he eats afloat,
While sitting, he scoops his fill…
Then fly’s off once more, not paying…
Adding the dinner to his bill.

1 comment:

  1. People are so interesting. You have this natural talent to put everything in poetic form. And then there's me. God must be like a puppeteer and he pulls our different strings. I think my strings got tangled up.

    ReplyDelete