Happy poem

Look at it –
it’s happy on its cerulean blue plastic stool.

Wouldn’t you
with a bright chromium yellow bill

like that?
And ocher webbed feet

comfortably
sheathed

in extra wide
carmine rubber sandals?

– James Steerforth (© 2007)

Note
Written in the opposite mood to pull myself out of the bog by my own hair, so to speak.

~ by James Steerforth on November 3, 2007.