Fly On The Ceiling. --- Sicilian Sestets
A fly slept upside down upon a ceiling
Where the ceiling joins the end of a wall
Dazed on this wall he recalled with feeling
The feeling that he got when he did fall
Down he tumbled his head started reeling
From poisonous fly spray fumes and all.
The fly on the ceiling sees and hears all
Stored in the depth of large black eyes
His wings opened wide and ready to fall
For he was caught unaware by surprise
What a shock as he fell back down the wall
Echo`s are forever heard from his cries.
He learned a thing or two thus I know
And had sworn to keep his secrets well
He was not well aware that he had to go
But few could he trust Oh how he did fail
So if your like a fly keep wide awake do
For he had never survived to tell his tale.
The Poets Garret
WildCity Writers' Workshop
Poetry Challenges
Selected Poetry
