It is never advisable to
put the dinosaurs
in the pen
with the goats
I try explaining this to
Nora, her hazel eyes wide
dark hair streaming
shoes gleaming, equipped with flashing lights too
her small form contained
in a pink princess shirt
No! she says
They go in there!
I ponder T-Rex
he looks, well, he looks like
blue plastic
the Velociraptor is green
Sure, they appear
immobilized
but they’re not fooling me
βRun!β I say to the plastic goats
thinking I’ll take my index finger
knock down their fence
but Nora has turned into
the Dictator of Pre-K
ruling with an iron hand
of little pink painted nails
She quickly uprights
my failed gate to freedom
sentencing the goats
to the whims
of hungry carnivores
but I’m not having it
I pick my goat-loving feet up
and storm away
to infringe upon
a game of blocks
in another center.
LT, this is beautiful. I’ve missed you.
Thanks Holly! Really nice to hear from you. I think I’m back now, ha ha.
Good!
This is darling, and so warranted. I love your words. At first I thought the narrator was an adult, because of her astute descriptions, and ‘little-i-fying’ the other character, but your ending was marvellous, and so clarified.
Thanks for the lovely compliment, Ocean Bream and thanks so much for reading.
I love this!
Thanks Jennie! You know all about those centers, ha ha π
Youβre welcome, L.T. π
Reblogged this on John Cowgill's Literature Site.
Thanks John!
YOU are very graciously welcome.
So whimsical! Nice to read your poetry again.
Thanks Jo. I’m not really caught up as if anyone ever is) but I’ve gotten some things behind me.
Probably for the best!
This is great, Lana. Those Pre-K Dictators are so strict! I have one and, oh boy, you better follow the rules! Ha ha.
You surely better, ha ha. Thanks Diana, happy weekend!
Love it. The “dictator of Pre-K” surely has a mind of her own. If it makes you feel better, a baby goat could easily outrun or outfox a big slow old dinosaur. My friend kept two baby goats on her farm for a while. They got into the storm cellar while she was airing it out and one came flying out with a mousetrap stuck to his lip. Happy Sunday, Lana! π
Oh those goats, haha. They are incredibly cute and I think I kinda knew they might be fairly active for sure π I tell you, I hope they can run fast, but yes, I’ll bet that T-Rex has some age on him and he won’t be able to keep up. Thanks Joan, hope you have a super week!
Hi Lana. I’m still on vacay but got this notification. So happy to see you back in blogland. <3
Thanks so much, Debby! Good to be in blog land again π
So nice to see you here. π xx
Nice to see you, my friend. xoxo
<3 xx
Wonderful to see you back and with an awesome poem too! Am I the only one who has to think of Jurassic Parc though? That scene where the goat disappears? π xoxo
Oh yes! I forgot about that poor goat. I’ll bet the Pre-K Dictator will be heading to Hollywood to make dinosaur movies in a few years! π
Ha!!