Island Adventure
Mom took mercy on us
on our island adventure.
We had a basket of food,
and language had no censure.
Brother and I tramped through
woods,
and discovered an orphaned
cat.
Mom said, “No,”
and that was that.
Dad said, “It was just as
well,
and we should stop our
crying.”
The vet took it to the zoo.
It was a mountain lion.
Alice Couch is a retired
nurse’s aide who spends her days playing with her dogs, Nibby and Squeakie,
while writing poetry for her three children, four grandchildren, seven
great-grandchildren, and four great great-grandchildren. One of her stories published in Living
with Children. She studied yoga and Buddhism and has a gift for blending
the rational approach of the Western mind with the deep spiritual wisdom of the
east in her poetry. She was named Noblesville’s Senior Poet Laureate in 2012.
Dear Alice,
ReplyDeleteDelightful rhyme sequence.
Thank you,
Michael
Alice, I always enjoy the imagery in your poetry! Enjoy your dogs and writing for your family!
ReplyDeleteVery good Alice, kids always play with dynamite.
ReplyDeleteYancy