Triolet: The Life Of Doodles: Brief And Shallow Poem by shelly keats

Triolet: The Life Of Doodles: Brief And Shallow



The stick-man that I doodle here
is but a few sparse lines, quite frail.
His slender hope meets simple fear.
The stick-man that I doodle here
can't manage margins, cannot peer
through paper self- bereft of tale.
The stick-man that I doodle here
is but a few sparse lines, quite frail.

Wednesday, June 4, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Colleen Courtney 04 June 2014

Who would have thought that a stick man doodle could turn itself into a fun and quirky little poem! Nicely done!

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