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Tuesday, 8 March 2016

Rabbit

The rabbit is a statue,
glaring intently with locked eyes,
staring with a confused look, as he waits. 

The natural instinct of stay or run weighs him down.
The grass is a dancer,
 swaying in the never ending routine of back and forward.

The sky is an octopus, 
changing from brilliant blue to a dark grey color, 
Why is everything in grey?
What is the rabbit thinking?
What does he see through his eyes?


Reflection.
I think that I'm on multistructural for my ekfrastic poem because I can share examples of metaphor that apply to the poem, eg.
-The grass is a dancer, swaying in the never ending routine of  back and forward.
-The rabbit is a statue, glaring intently with locked eyes.
-The sky is an octopus, changing from a brilliant blue to a dark grey color.


1 comment:

  1. Gosh, I love this poem Casper. You've captured the essence of being a rabbit beautifully in the first two verses. I especially enjoy the goosebumps you gave me with 'the natural instinct of stay or run weighs him down.' Wonderful.

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