Thursday, June 4, 2015

Ice on a Hot Poetry Friday

It's hot here these days, so I'm thinking about cool, icy places again. Enjoy!

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by Dennis Webster (shared on the Antarctic-Circle)

The penguin is an awkward bird.
At least, that's what I've always heard.
     It swims and waddles, never flies,
     When other birds act otherwise.

Its workday outfit seems so formal
And that, I think, is hardly normal.
     It keeps its egg upon its feet
     Which doesn't sound so very neat.

Still, I guess the penguin does its best
To raise a child without a nest.
     It's not exactly Paradise
     Living on a slab of ice.

But this will make you think twice about those tuxedo-clad birds!

How did they do that? It's here.


  1. My mind has been in Antarctica, too... publisher sent me the new cover for WHEN THE SUN SHINES ON ANTARCTICA, and what does it feature? Penguins, of course! Hope your writing is going well, and your hot summer, too. xo

  2. Thanks for sharing this fun poem. And those flying penguins-ha!