I like this style of poetry. Just a single line stanza, as long as you want. Narrative and short. Like a very, very short story. I’d like to pair them with the little 4×6 paintings I’ve been doing.
New Treasure
I see you from across the dusty warehouse. Shiny and silver. In a sea of old ceramics and antiques. A squirrel! A silvery metal squirrel! Why do you have an articulated jaw? And why an articulated tail? Oh! A squirrel nutcracker! You are now mine. Time to come home. I will eat more nuts.
