Monday, February 16, 2009
A mouse
A mouse is looking
for a hole in this
big, huge, enormous
piece of a cheese.
She chews and chews,
and gnaws,
now and more.
It doesn't matter
how much she chews,
she just can not
find a hole.
The mouse found a hole
in that big, huge, enormous
piece of cheese.
Little brave mouse
is now begging
at the church door.
Copyright 2008
Marie Neumann,
Pottsville
The crow
One beautiful fall morning
a crow flies over Palo Alto.
Andy is looking
out of his bedroom window.
"Good morning, Mr. Hoysock",
says the crow
and flies away
before Andy can say
anything to her.
The crow knows Andy.
Copyright 2/12/2009
Palo Alto, Marie Neumann
Bouquet of roses
For little bouquet
of wild roses
we go to the war.
For little bouquet
of wild roses
we die.
Little bouquet
of wild roses,
my sweet gal,
I love you.
Copyright (c)Marie Neumann
CZ 1961
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Fire
Fire, oh my gosh, there is fire!
Fire siren sounds almost every day.
Firemen are running, firemen are driving
as fast as they can.
Burn down houses, burn down mine breakers,
factories, restaurants and barns.
People are homeless.
Fire, oh my gosh, there is another fire!
It was a chimney, something happened in the kitchen,
it started in the attic, in the wall,
it was an old electric wiring.
It was an arson.
The factory burned down.
It was an arson.
One hundred twenty four people
lost their jobs.
The company will relocate.
Fire, oh my gosh, there is another fire!
Copyright (c) Marie Neumann
Pottsville, 2/10/2009
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