i looked so ruff,
like bark on a tree
mangled and hard.
i was lost and found.
but inside there is this heart
that runs when thunder claps,
and howls when it misses
anything.
a smile that shows all teeth;
that brings friendship
and a sneeze.
i saved a summer
or summer saved me.
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This is outstanding, David. I love the descriptive language, like bark on a tree, and I especially appreciate your play on words (ruff, bark). Very clever. I like the way you pack a lot of meaning into a brief piece - a perfect distillation.
ReplyDeleteYou closed your poem perfectly: i saved a summer or summer saved me.
Thank you for sharing this.