Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
Bonnie, Bonnie Burning Bright Patrols the wilds of her yard Where frogs and lizards live in fear And fearsome squirrels must ever guard They shrink from Clydesdale for her size Though Bonnie is the faster Perceiving her as less a threat Unknowing, court disaster When Bonnie gives in to the chase A shining blur of black and white Yet in the sun stretched eyes half-closed Seems farthest possible from flight For Bonnie's vices stem entire From being fully cat As clearly all her virtues do And Clydesdale's too, at that My Bonnie is my wayward child My friend belonging not to me For even purring in my lap Her tyger soul is wild and free 14Apr99
0
Jun 27, 2015
Jun 27, 2015 at 1:18 AM UTC
Bonnie, Bonnie Burning Bright
Bonnie, Bonnie Burning Bright Patrols the wilds of her yard Where frogs and lizards live in fear And fearsome squirrels must ever guard They shrink from Clydesdale for her size Though Bonnie is the faster Perceiving her as less a threat Unknowing, court disaster When Bonnie gives in to the chase A shining blur of black and white Yet in the sun stretched eyes half-closed Seems farthest possible from flight For Bonnie's vices stem entire From being fully cat As clearly all her virtues do And Clydesdale's too, at that My Bonnie is my wayward child My friend belonging not to me For even purring in my lap Her tyger soul is wild and free 14Apr99
My nod to William Blake, in the form of an homage to my favorite among his poems. I have read this poem in public on numerous occasions and it first appeared in print and online in Stash Magazine, St. Petersburg, Florida.
cori-macnaughton
Written by
Jun 27, 2015
Jun 27, 2015 at 1:18 AM UTC
Request permission to use this poem