Tuesday, November 8, 2011

best work after midnight

Here's a poem I wrote at 1.30 in the morning.

Apparently I do my best work after midnight.

teddy bears have feelings too

no one asked the teddy bear how he felt.
if it was too warm, too cold
if he was having a good day.
he was just the furry stuffed animal sitting in the corner;
soft brown nose and perpetual smile
large round ears hearing each secret
problem, worry, excuse
paws gently wiping away tears.
body hugged until
the fluff had gone away.
but under the sewn-on smile
inside his beady eyes lay
his own worries, problems
if someone had just looked into them long enough
because teddy bears have feelings too.

-Jont

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