Hole in the Ground

Hole in the ground
Hole in the ground
Just the right size
for a hand to go down.
Perhaps there's a treasure
or cute fuzzy creature.
Bet there's a prize
for this down-the-hole reacher.

Aaaaaaa!

Hand in the ground
Hand in the ground
Something took it,
can't be found.
Shoulda' thought it through
before reachin' down.

-B.C. Byron
Seems like a good place to find a treasure. I’ll just reach my bare hand in there…

By now, you’ve read enough of my poems to start thinking that I’m the king of bad ideas. Ideas like using people as yo-yos, building homemade submarines and teleporters, and bouncing eggs on the floor are probably not the wisest activities. But this poem about sticking hands into holes in the ground is not from my own experience. A friend of mine told me a story about a hike he went on with some friends. There was a hole in the ground that captured the hikers’ attention, wondering what type of creature might make such a perfectly hand-sized hole. Was it a weasel? A fat snake? Gopher? Or maybe a malicious sprite? Of course this wondering led to a risky idea, as so often happens with a group of boys out hiking. They bet my friend $5 that he wouldn’t reach his hand into the hole. Seeing no creatures near the top of the hole, my friend thought this would be easy money. So he reached his hand in and…. thankfully, he still has his hand. In fact, it WAS an easy $5 payday. He also found a brand new Swiss Army knife inside the hole, and not a single hand-eater. Lucky duck! If you don’t know what a Swiss Army knife is, you are totally missing out. It’s the type of pocket knife that has dozens of little tools that fold out of it (blades, screwdrivers, spoon, fork, toothpick, the kitchen sink, and more). Maybe that knife is what was left over after the last kid reached his hand in and lost it to a little finger-grabber creature. Maybe it just fell out of someone’s pocket and caught the attention of a shiny-loving groundhog. Cool prize, cool story and some pocket money as well, but still a really, really, really bad idea. Don’t go reaching your hand into random holes in the ground. At least ask for $2000, or whatever the current price is for a prosthetic hand, before trying it out.

About this poem structure: I sometimes like to use a repeated phrase in poems and then change that phrase slightly in each stanza. Song writers often use this same technique to show the evolution of a story, slightly changing the mood from happy to sad, or bored to excited by adding or removing one word in the chorus each time. Listen for this technique in music and poems and give it a try. Pick a fun sounding phrase and twist all different ways, writing each variation down. Then start or end each stanza with one of the phrases. Happy poeming.

Published by B.C. Byron

I’m a children’s author, poet, father of 3 girls, and electrical engineer. My first book, A Cat Named Lump, is now available on Amazon. It’s not for everyone – just those with a good sense of humor who stand a bit outside the norm. I have so many odd poems to share with the world, so I started this blog. Here I’ll post some poems from my book and many yet unpublished ones. If you like my work, please show support by buying and rating my book.

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