I spend my days boxferreting

Dreaming of being beached under sunset

ferritting one box to this pallet

Ferreting this box to that pallet

Instead of rainbowing along the damp sand

sanding my soggy toes releiving

the days spenting box ferreting

penciling wordings to the other boxed ferrets

saying goodbyes ever and a dayed

now sunsetting on a beach no longering a dream

verbing every night on the mooning lighted beach

written for verbing promt at the dverse bar

11 thoughts on “boxferreting

  1. Your poem really tickled me this morning. I love the word ‘boxferreting’; I haven’t been in that situation for a long time and I much prefer ‘rainbowing along the damp sand’.

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