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A Bark, Bark, Bark
by Charles E Minshall
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He drove to the sea
The sea to see.
Parked in park,
And walked in the park.
Gave his shin a bark
On the bark of a tree,
And he saw a dog bark
On a bark at some bark
Near the park where he parked in park
By the side of the sea.
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One type of bark is a small sailing ship.
10/22/2001 Posted on 10/22/2001
Copyright © 2025 Charles E Minshall
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 10/20/02 at 12:15 PM what are words if they are not allowed to be played with? Enjoy your style. |
| Posted by Ashok Sharda on 01/18/03 at 03:16 AM Well, you began with words playing with you and ended up words playing with you. I enjoyed reading it. |
| Posted by Melanie A Bennett on 03/05/03 at 02:08 AM Good poem! Unique style of writing Charles! :) I like it ~M.B.~ |
| Posted by Agnes Eva on 04/01/03 at 08:27 PM very playful on the tongue, neato poem |
| Posted by Glenn Currier on 06/16/03 at 05:07 AM You kept me on my toes following this one. Cleber word play and fun to read, Chaz. |
| Posted by Don Coffman on 09/01/03 at 08:49 AM Definitely fun and enjoyable, you're a talented juggler of words. |
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