A ‘Daisy Chain’ poem
Walking sacks of meat, Meat, tender and soft, Soft like eggs, I would think; Think about our many vulnerabilities, Vulnerabilities no other creatures share; Share your personal reflections and learning; Learning over generations sets humans apart; Apart from that, what traits are there? There are our thumbs, opposable and long, Long, embarrassing childhoods that leave us blushing; Blushing, in fact, is itself uniquely human - Human as fully upright walking...
‘Daisy Chain’ poem?
- The last word in the line becomes the first word of the next line.
- To end the poem, the last word is the same as the first word.
Murisopsis’ Poetry Scavenger Hunt
This ‘Daisy Chain’ poem was written for Murisopsis’ Poetry Scavenger Hunt.
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18 thoughts on “Humans, or: Sacks of meat”
… Walking that we took for granted till our knees gave out…
🙏🏻😅 Leenda 😅🙏🏻
Cool, still learning.
💓💜 Robert 💜💓
Love a good human bashing, David. Well written. 🙂
💓🙏🏻 Terveen 🙏🏻💓
Once again you’ve aced. You really are the king of forms. (K)
🧡🙏🏻 Kerfe 🙏🏻🧡
Hehe! I’m sure the other top predators see us exactly as walking sacks of meat – tender and tasty! No wonder tigers become mankillers once they have one taste! Your daisy chain is an excellent poem on a touchy subject… Many don’t believe that there is anything that really elevates us beyond animals….
🥩🙏🏻 Muri 🙏🏻🥩
🤍🙏🏻 Misky 🙏🏻🤍
Shabbat Shalom, David.
💝🙏🏻 Dolly 🙏🏻💝 ~ SSuM
💞🙏🏻 Molly 🙏🏻💞
💓🙏🏻 Annette 🙏🏻💓