Childhood’s Etch-a-Sketch

Inky blotchy marks

Emergent literacy

Childhood’s Etch-a-Sketch

You’re Hard to Read

You’re hard to read;



with cavernous depths untapped

by casual communication,

blotted missive,

dog-eared corners,

obscure references to images

buried in time and place,

needing a good dusting, an

Ephesian library.

What hidden treatise

lurks within your leaves?

You reduce me to an illiterate,

a picture-book primer to your Tolstoy;

what words do I use

to translate you to my heart?

Mr. W’s Signature

Illustrious, industrious bug –

‘Mr. W’,

obscure pupal foe of wood,

your signature damns you;

literacy condemns your wormy way.

In getting under her skin,

your art, a permanent addition

to Nature’s ¬†Driftwood collection,

becomes proof positive

of your

unfettered appetite.


This ‘writing’ is in truth a wormy guest beneath the living tree’s skin. ¬†Don’t you think it looks like ‘Mr. W’?