Hi 🙂
It’s another Jimpix day…
I wouldn’t have written ‘freethrow’ and ‘datatype’ as compound words, but then this generator has always been a law unto itself, hasn’t it?!
My definition of ‘clapper’ here is the little part inside a bell, but I am not entirely sure what the rest of the poem means 😉
Pitcher Least Clapper Draw Freethrow King Pebbles Felix Datatype
He put down the pitcher,
Stared at me incredulously
Thirst forgotten.
At least I had his attention.
Somewhere a clapper vibrated
And the clang of his realisation
Reverberated through me.
I did not look away.
I sometimes wish
I could draw his expressions;
Have a freethrow at artistic licence –
Scribble in a smile.
He likes to think himself
King of all he surveys –
We sink like pebbles
Through the vastness of his scope.
But now Felix is frowning.
I’ve flabbergasted him;
And he does not comprehend
My datatype, at all.
What has the speaker (I think ‘she’ but could be either gender) done? What relationship does the speaker have with Felix? What age is Felix? How does the situation resolve itself?
Discuss 😉
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