Saturday, 21 January 2012

One hand, who is very alive...

I couldn't sleep and I wrote a little poem. I'm planning to do a short animation for it and I'm going to read loudly the poem while the pictures are changing.
Here you can read it:


One hand, who is very alive...


One hand,
who is very alive,
Seeking a piece
of biscuit to survive.
Night comes
with a lot of Fear:
-What makes things disappear?


One hand,
who is very alive,
Waiting for the darkest night.
Full Moon and a scary noise:
-Where is my new toy?


One hand,
who is very alive,
Sleeping calmly after the night.
Dreaming about happy things.
And smiling, 
Smiling on everything.

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