The Rabbit

First poem I've written in a very long time. Enjoy.

“I hate this game,”

Said the rabbit,

Kicking the dirt.

 

“You have to play”

Shouted insects,

Clung to his shirt.

 

Then the rabbit squished the insects

And the rabbit hit the dirt.

And the rabbit felt the sunshine

Warm through his shirt.

 

“I feel insane”

Said the rabbit,

As he looked at the sun.

 

“Feel the rain”

Answered birds,

Far up above.

 

And the rabbit watched the birds

Flying away

And he thought to himself

“What a horrible day.”

Reviews

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it s can be funny story . it s can be horrible story. what i like i can choose what this story can be. i love it. and it s monday morning so i choose funny mood .

[Alene Parr]

Exactly the reaction I was hoping for. Thank you for reading!

[wordman]

a great little story about the hare and sounds like a bad look on life

[Alene Parr]

Thanks for reading, sir!

[wordman]

u r welcome

[SANDEEP SHETTY]

Good read!!! i liked it...

[Alene Parr]

Thank you for reading!

[Baby Ricochet]

Not your typical fare on the wc which is why I like it. Excellent

[Alene Parr]

Thank you very much!

[J. Land]

A creature I can relate to. This reads well-good, light tone; flows seamlessly from one stanza to the next. Most of all, though, it made me smile.

[Alene Parr]

I'm glad! Thank you for reading!

[Sami Khalil]

An enjoyable write. Thank you for posting...:)...................

[Alene Parr]

Thank you very much for reading!

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:).....