Saturday, July 05, 2008


I asked the moon, why do you shine?
She reflected before answering me.

What is a rainbow I asked the clouds?
Their reply was completely nebulous.

Why is the sky blue? I asked the sun?
An answer dawned on me before he spoke.

Why do we dream, I asked the mountain?
The mountain remained silently unmovable.

Do only oysters make pearls I ask the ocean?
The tides rose in answer to my question.

Where does ASA come from, I asked the trees?
The willows barked in reply to my headache.

Life after death, I asked a black hole?
Politely I received a weighty reply.

Now I ask you …

By John Brooke ©

03/31/08 117 words 35 lines

No comments: