Personal Poetry
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Another point of View
Sleepy Sheep Triolet
Sheep in a trailer fast asleep!
What folly this my eyes perceive?
Where is the flock you with company keep?
Sheep in a trailer fast asleep!
Tis but a safe place for resting your head?
For delusion of Dingoes you fearfully dread?
Sheep in a trailer fast asleep!
What folly this my eyes perceive?
By Myrna McFall
Leaping Lambs
Leaping lambs at twilight play,
tis the end of another day.
What causes this phenomenon?
Why act you thus in last rays of sun,
while the ewes recline for night to come?
Leaping lambs with vigor play,
tis the end of a wonderful day!
This act is _expression of sheer delight,
a proclamation of the coming moonlight!
This act declares the joys of today,
a preparation for rest till dawn’s new light.
Sleepy lambs in frantic flight!
Leaping lambs at twilight play,
tis the end of a perfect day!
By Myrna McFall
Painted Pony
Painted pony with flashing eyes of ebony,
into the training ring go we and I in the centre will be.
Painted pony with nostrils flared around the circle flying,
Her pounding feet with rhythm’s beat,
while I with the reins retreat!
Painted pony to centre ring and I to the rail side fling!
My heart is pounding in my brain,
my breath comes stubbornly!
I cannot go another pace,
so, motionless I be!
Painted Pony with twinkling eyes,
whinnies out with glee.
For she knows I’m not training her,
but she’s been training me!
By Myrna McFall
