Pete's Poetry

Not A Clue

Posted by in Children's, Poems

Why did she swallow the fly anyway?
Where is this woman?
Trapped in an endless song
Strangled by the shoehorn of our dreams
into an insane tune
a rotating door of death…


Teddy takes a ride in red.
Woo-Hoo! What fun! He said.

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Posted by in A little Burst o Truth, Children's, Poems

I am the boy who wears hats.
Like Bartholamew Kubbins,
I wear them for protection.
I wear them for warmth.
I wear them for flair,
Or to keep my hair—from flying.
Some I never wear,
Only hang them up
Like dreams upon the wall…

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