Kim Barney


Stolen Arrows Part 2 - Poem by Kim Barney

I shot an arrow in the air;
It fell to earth not anywhere.
I was there in some foreign land,
Then a plump goose fell in my hand!
He had an arrow in his throat;
I could do naught but sit and gloat.

Topic(s) of this poem: hunting, life, food, humor

Form: Couplet


Poet's Notes about The Poem

For an explanation of why I called this series 'Stolen Arrows', see poem number one in the series.

written 06 April 2015
Recife, Brazil

Comments about Stolen Arrows Part 2 by Kim Barney

  • Wes Vogler (12/12/2015 10:58:00 PM)


    I'm not ascairt. I got a Red Ryder beebee gun. next? ............. (Report) Reply

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  • Madathil Rajendran Nair (4/6/2015 11:40:00 PM)


    Your series is going well. First friend and then goose. Hope the third is not me! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 6, 2015

Poem Edited: Sunday, June 7, 2015


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