look at her hat
it seems to be
throwing itself
all over the lane
my hat
on the other hand
is behaving nicely
thank you
perched just so
nice and neat and trim
just a little wear at the banding
but neatly mended
thank you again
it is of a hue
of black or blue
can’t tell anymore
without strong light
my hat speaks primly
of please and thank you’s
my hat shouts
well, nothing
a strong gust
will not dislodge it
but if you could
peep under that
well secured
neatly groomed
tight and tidy
brim
you might find
a bit of sequin
a lick of flame
maybe even
a touch of porn
but of course
no one
would ever
know
Julie at The Buffaloe Pen has written a wonderful whimsical piece about her hat. Her work has inspired me to write a little something about my own. Thank you Julie, that was just plain fun!