Tuesday, October 29, 2013

The Day of the Acorn


Chelle Munroe©
October 29, 2013

  An acorn fell
From atop a tree
Bounced off my head
Then struck my knee

Though not too big
It hurt like hell
When I glanced up
Another fell

It plunked real hard
In my right eye
Pained me so
But I did not cry

Instead in rage
I hurled it away
Still can’t believe
What happened that day

It smacked a tree
As I did pout
Ricocheted back
And knocked me out


1 comment:

  1. Phyllis sent this comment for which I am gratefulL
    "Absolutely loved this little poem. I think you shared it with me before and I loved coming upon it again especially at this time of year. Perfect irony that captured life itself. So much symbolism in the seeming simplicity of it!"