Roaring

Children's poetry

 

 

The roaring laughter
bounced through the hall like a wild lion.
It leaped over the walls like a
fierce tiger and it turned
into a soft meow of a kitten.


Maria Fischinger @ Chicago, 2007

Reviews

[Damien Dsoul]

Ha, ha ... the sudden change in imagery is so hilarious and outrageous to behold. I'm still reeling from it over here.