Saturday, February 02, 2008

Silent poetry reading

Apparently, it's the third annual Brigid in Cyperspace Poetry Reading today. Having only discovered this just now, I have ten minutes left before the day is officially up, and this was the first thing that (roguishly) popped into my head:

Distant Hills (Cow Poetry)

The distant hills call to me.
Their rolling waves seduce my heart.
Oh, how I want to graze in their lush valleys.
Oh, how I want to run down their green slopes.
Alas, I cannot.
Damn the electric fence!
Damn the electric fence!
Thank you.

Gotta love Gary Larson.

1 comment:

Carrie K said...

Damn those electric fences! I can picture a herd of sheep cursing them now.

Better late than never! Which is totally my motto during tax season.