Writing

by Carl T. Abt


Crunch, crunch, crunch.

The time has come for letters.
Two toed,
Three toed,
Four toed,
Letters.

The time has come for words.
Two booted,
Four pawed,
Six bird-clawed,
Words.

The time has come for sentences.
Crisscrossing,
Overlapping,
Hunted,
Sentences.

Winter’s fresh blank page chills the Earth
So all may write and not be
Forgotten when unseen.

Crunch, crunch, crunch.


Copyright © 2008 by Carl T. Abt


First published in November of 2007 by Expressions, a division of Sam’s Dot Publishing.

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