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alien
There was a little girl who lived in the city
she didn't have a momma or a poppa just a kitty
She couldn't
remember
ever having more
she couldn't
imagine
what there was before
She played in the streets and the gutters and the fences
she couldn't read or write, but she had good senses.
She could smell a storm the day before it came
She could feel raindrops when nobody knew it rained
There was a little girl that lived in the city
she didn't have a momma or a poppa just a kitty
She couldn't
remember
ever having more
she couldn't
imagine
what there was before
She slept in the gutters and she hopped over fences
she couldn't read or write, but she had good senses
Even in the din of the city streets
if she held real still she could hear her heart beat
she could taste the smell of strangers as they past
and count the beats of wings on birds as they passed
There was a little girl that lived in the city
no she didn't have a momma or a poppa just a kitty
and she couldn't
remember
ever having more
and she couldn't
imagine
what there was before
she walks down the sidewalks
the clock's going tick-tock
she couldn't remember
ever having more
she couldn't imagine
what there was before
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| I don't really care for cats to be honest. Before you hiss and claw me, let me say this: This poem makes me wish I had one. |
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This honestly impressed me, the imagery is very vivid and enjoyable. If you have not heard of the compilation of comics called Flight, you should look it up, because that is exactly what I thought of when I read this. This poem has the kind of simplistic, beautiful imagery that Flight is built on and if you know of it, you will understand what a good thing that is.
Question though: Is there a method to your capitalization of words? It seems random to me which pulls away from the poem in my opinion. |
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