Thursday, May 6, 2010

Poem #6

Sometimes my mind is the trickster spider
Anansi
Trying to get the best of me through not so subtle
Manipulations
These are tricks I should be able to see right through
And mostly, I do
Yet I never forget that most Anasi stories end
With a warning ~
If you think Anansi stopped playing tricks 
You'd be wrong

5 comments:

Pamela said...

Wow, you're a poet and I didn't even realize it!

Nicely done. I wish I could do italics too.

Churlita said...

Very nice. Trickster brain...It just means you're too smart for your own good.

secret agent woman said...

So true - the biggest dangers are the tricks we play on ourselves.

Mrs. Hairy Woman said...

Very cool poem.. Nice job!

laura b. said...

NoRegrets: haha! The things I don't realize are legion. You, too, can italicize!

Churlita: That is the more positive way of looking at it. Sometimes I simply feel fooled and foolish.

Secret: It is and I do it ALL THE TIME, seems like.

Mrs: Thank you very much :-)