Guinea Pig Thoughts

Meeko

Meeko, what do you do all day

When I’m at school and far away?
What do you think while you sit in your cage,
Sniffing the air and chewing the hay?
Do you know where I’ve gone
And what I am doing?
Do you wonder what I smell?
Do you wonder what I’m chewing?  

© 2011 Elizabeth Ehrenfest Steinglass, all rights reserved

Rainy Day Race

Back and forth
The wipers race
To sweep
The raindrops
From their place.
Down the window
Raindrops race
To reach
The end before
The wipers’ sweep.

© 2011 Elizabeth Ehrenfest Steinglass, all rights reserved

My Cat

Scout

Most of the day

she lazes and naps,
dreaming of sleeping
on warm, cozy laps.
But when it gets dark,
she parks by my bed,
and seems to be dreaming
of eating my head.

© 2011 Elizabeth Ehrenfest Steinglass, all rights reserved

Before School

I just brushed my teeth.

All I need to do is spit,
but you hip check me
out of the way, so you
can stand in front
of the sink. I stamp
my foot and clench
my fists. That’s
when you laugh.
I want to sink
my teeth into
your arm I
want to tear
your skin
I want
to see
your
blood
run
down
the
s
i
n
k

Instead, I scream.

© 2011 Elizabeth Ehrenfest Steinglass, all rights reserved

Fallen Giant

They told me not to be afraid.

It’s just a noisy storm they said.
But I saw the giant lying dead
across the street, his arms outspread
to hold the bit of earth he’d guarded.
They told me not to be afraid.
There must have been decay they said.
But I saw them chip away his head
And scatter him in the garden bed,
Burying all evidence against the murderous wind.

© 2011 Elizabeth Ehrenfest Steinglass, all rights reserved