Monday, November 23, 2015

Stranger

painting by Rubens Peale

I come as a stranger.
I come as a thief.
I come as a magpie
in search of a sweet

something to swallow
instead of my pride.
I come as a stranger;
will you let me inside?

For The Mag

14 comments:

Sylvia K said...

Oh, how fun!!! I love it -- I know, I know, I always love them, but it's true, I do!!! Hope you have a great new week, MZ!!

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Absolutely! I love this!

Fireblossom said...

I love this.

Bekkie Sanchez said...

This was perfect!! Hugs!

Elena Sands said...

Well done! Loved this. :-)

Gail said...

Something to swallow...fantastic, playful, genius.

ஜிப்சி பனி said...

This is powerful:
"something to swallow
instead of my pride"

I'm one of these.

Wayne said...

swallowed all of this...nicely done��

Kutamun said...

We have no choice

brudberg said...

This is most excellent... the pride is a bitter pill to swallow.

Berowne said...

The three Cs, cute, clever and creative. Good-O.

Carol Campbell said...

Clever and enchanting!

Mary said...

This made me smile.

Georgia Koch said...

This poem flows so beautifully .. I enjoyed it very much! Bastet