brian roy skyers


Angry. - Poem by brian roy skyers

OLD ANGRY WAS AS BROAD AS A SHEET
GRUMPY AND SULLEN, AND FULL OF MEAT
HE WOULD STAND, APPEARING EIGHT FOOT SQUARE
FOR A SMALL BOY HE WAS A WALL, NOT ALWAYS THERE
SNORTING AT THE FLIES AND SWISHING HIS TAIL
I'D THINK HE WAS AFTER ME AND BECOME PALE
NO GENTLER BEAST THERE WAS TO BE
I COULDN'T SEE AT THE TIME HE WASN'T AFTER ME
I DIDN'T PLAY WITH HIM, A PITY
HE WAS NEVER THIS MONSTER WITH HORNS...HE WAS JUST ANGRY.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 4, 2012



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