Goosebump

By Tamara Hunter

(One of my In A Sentence entries, for the word: “Goosebump”)

I only have one goosebump
I somehow lost the rest
But luckily for me
It’s the one I love the best
It keeps me company
When I get a fright
Or when I’m on the toilet
In the middle of the night
When I hear a song
A note so pure and true
Or when I’m in the throes of love
Or when I’m feeling blue
When I hear a story
Of ghosts or spirits lost
When I tiptoe through the morning
The windows caked with frost
If I lost this one last goosebump
I’m not sure what I’d do
Promote a pimple to the job
To masquerade in lieu.

©Tamara Hunter 2010

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4 Responses to Goosebump

  1. waxings says:

    Excellent Tamara! This is one of my favourites – made me larf and larf when I first read it.

  2. John Panneman says:

    Wonderful poetry, leaves me wishing I had even thought of it, let alone being able to have written it myself.

  3. sadaf khan says:

    Oh wow…this is very refreshing! Simple loved it!

  4. jgavinallan says:

    Tamara:

    I know I am a little late, but I love poetry. You are able to tell a complete story in such a short amount of time. Everyone needs that special goosebump.

    lovely
    Jaye

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