There was a cat with a stylish hat,
The cat sat on a red gymnastics mat.
There was a teeny-tiny gnat,
Much too small to fit in the cat's hat,
...
What do you fear?
Does it make you angry?
What do you hear, about fear?
What does it take, to make you angry?
...
Frogs float on water so gently,
While I sink so deep.
Flies buzz around food so silently,
While I get fat so steep.
...
There was a cross in the darkness of the night,
Grass swaying as if waiting for something to happen...
It was a cold, dark, and foggy night,
The wind was a light breeze with the hums of the dead.
...
There was once a high school accused of being dumbed down,
Two sides existed on how to run the school.
On one side there was this snob,
...
Deep inside of the tunnel... I don't want to go.
There is this place inside... I remember the details
oh so well.
When I forget to take my meds... I will go into
...
D aunting - H aunting
A unting - A unting
U nting - U nting
N ting - N ting
...
Your beautiful mind,
Your hazel eyes,
Turned black
inside my heart.
...
Joseph D. Smith is a long-time author and poet, who started writing in 2003, mostly that of poetry. Short-stories are apart of his art, while he focuses the most on poetry and article-writing. Joseph is a philosopher and scientist, who heavily theorizes on the nature of reality and the mind. His understanding of conceptual ideas are of the highest capacity!)
The Cat And The Gnat
There was a cat with a stylish hat,
The cat sat on a red gymnastics mat.
There was a teeny-tiny gnat,
Much too small to fit in the cat's hat,
Who tried to outdo the confident cat.
The gnat tumbled around on the mat,
The cat grumbled jealously at the gnat,
The cat then ate that over-confident gnat!
The cat tumbled on that very same mat,
Much like the delicious gnat,
And he took off his vibrant hat.