Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Impatience

Dreary spring drags on.
Someone has kidnapped the sun!
Cough up the ransom.

4 comments:

Monika said...

"Cough up the ransom", loved the lines, Sir. A short, crisp and beautiful woven prose. Check out some of mine!

Charlie McDanger said...

I would call this poem "Tailpipe."

John Enright said...

That's a great title for a poem, Charlie, but I'm not sure why it fits this one! I'm sure you've got an angle.

Charlie McDanger said...

I was thinking, let's heat the place up with cars and carbon...adds a layer to "coughing up the ransom."