Things to Do If You Are a Mole
Make your home
in the damp darkness
underground
unknowing of snow
and stars
and summer breezes.
Live among roots
and rocks
and sleeping cicadas.
Excavate tunnels
in the moist brown earth.
Listen for the soft music
of seeds sprouting,
worms wiggling,
rain pattering on your grassy roof.
Spend your days in a world
of unending night.
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7 comments:
Oh, Elaine! I'm sharing Things to Do If You're a Pencil and that anthology at a conference in a couple of weeks. Love your Things to Do poems.
Those last two lines are killer. You rock.
I love this one, Elaine. I can see why it's a favorite.
VERY nice list poem! You have a real knack with this sort of form!
Great poem, Elaine! I've always wanted a mole for a pet. My mom mourns what they do to our yard. Sigh. :)
You are the queen of list poems :). Love the "soft music of seeds sprouting."
It's such a sensory poem, Elaine. I can see the mole's home (even if he can't). Good luck with the collection.
Hi Elaine,
I always love your poems written in the To Do format. I hope that you do not mind my playing around with the format as I become more comfortable as a writer. Next week I am planning on some poetry for Writing Workshop and am looking forward to introducing this format to my new poets. Should be heaps of fun!
Thanks,
Theresa
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