Sense Sonnets

Thursday, May 09, 2024

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 I Rock on All Poetry


A big boulder atop a hill,

I was chipped off of this old block

By a lightning bolt as it will.

A Cheerio look a like rock

That bolt did bore a hole in me,

And then storm winds blew me away,

Into a flower bed to be,

'Mid pretty pebbles on display,

Those pretty pebbles scorned me cuz

I looked different from them all.

I was proud of the way I was.

After while destiny did call.


Some human fingers picked me up.

I'm now a poem contest, yup!

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