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A fronte praecipitium a tergo lupi. (In front of you, a precipice. Behind you, wolves.)

Monday, April 28, 2014

Day 28--What If Poem--Moon Meal

The poem today is a What If Poem. You can read about it here.

Here's mine:

What if there was a stairway up to the moon?
I might pack a lunch and climb and climb until I got there.

What if it was actually made of green cheese?
I could take crackers and a cheese knife and have a picnic.

What if the stars tasted like silvery fish?
I would cast a net and drag in a few and have fish and cheese and crackers for dinner.

Want to join me?
© 2014 by H. Linn Murphy

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