PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

I was down in the forest,
just a while ago.
I walked out into the
field hidden by the trees.

My own secret little hide away,
my place to be me,
and not worry about what is
going on everywhere else.

I settle down on the stump,
in the middle of the field.
I just have to wait for
several seconds.

Then out of the woods
comes this trilling.
To anyone else,
it just sounds like a bird.

But not to me,
because I know better!
It sounds like a pigeon,
but it's not, not even close.

Now it's my turn,
and I return the call,
first sounding a pigeon call,
and then a crow call.

The greeting is complete!
Out of the darkness,
around the trees,
comes a little green thing.

Is it an animal?
Is it a giant bug?

No! Out of the darkness,
bounding towards me,
is my little green alien!

I catch him in my arms,
and hug him to me.

Then we go play in the woods,
where no one else will be,
no one who would take
my little green alien friend away.

When you hear what sounds
like a pigeon cooing,
just think about it,
'cause you never know.

What you might really be hearing,
is the call of my friend,
my little green alien!