A Gorilla In My Back Yard

There's a gorilla in my back yard.
I'm making friends with him,
approaching cautiously,
as he moves toward my world.

by Max Reif Click to read full poem

Comments about A Gorilla In My Back Yard

Duncan Wyllie 01 Mar 2006 05:05
Well Max. Next time you are involved in a game of football with a gorilla please take some Shin pads with you. And please make sure that he has full possession of the ball. Lots of fun in this one. Love Duncan
Gregory Gunn 27 Jan 2006 12:00
Au contraire, my dear Tania. The chasm between man & beast is not that vast. Gregory
Tania S 28 Dec 2005 06:14
I read the name of this poem on the site a few hours ago before you commented on my poems, and the name made me smile, and now after I read it, I must say is quite impressive, man and beast trying to reach common ground though they are literally worlds apart
Uriah Hamilton 29 Nov 2005 08:44
I don't really like football players either, they tend to not write poetry, or read!
Raynette Eitel 28 Nov 2005 04:25
Max, I'm missing my copy of Where the Wild Things Are. Now I think you may have it. Good luck and don't close your eyes when you sleep! Raynette
Lawrence S. Pertillar 28 Nov 2005 03:25
My mind races with analogies. This is a good, thought provoking write...even though Gorillas prefer the game of Cricket. LSP
Ivy Christou 28 Nov 2005 03:15
you are into strange poems lately.. first the zookeeper, then this! Keep it up, it is thought provoking! ! HBH