Wednesday, December 03, 2008

Two more poems

These are from the plane.

Safety First

Well aren't we in a fine mess?
We started this ride
with our
seatbelts unbuckled
and look where it got us: stuck in a tree with no way down and no way to call for help.

If either of us jumps
both branches will
But someone needs
to send a signal
to save us from
this sticky situation.

On the bright side,
getting up here was fun.

That really long line at the end of the first line is really one long line and not two lines (and look where it got Also blogspot's pissing me off so I'm done trying to put eight spaces before "seatbelts unbuckled" and four before "break" but they're supposed to be there.

The Egg

It's so comfortable in here.
No bright lights to hurt my eyes,
No loud noises to hurt my ears.
I've been here as long as I can remember.
Plus, there's a nice little seat here,
and I can even fall asleep.
There's nothing I need that I don't have now.

"What happens when you run out of food?"

I'm not there yet.