Alaska “The Last Frontier” ya’ll say.
Wheres your pet penguin?
or How’s your igloo?
We respond great! My igloo is two stories with
electricity.
Jaws drop. We chuckle and say, Sike.
“The Last Frontier”
Must sound like eating the Forbidden Fruit
Alaska: Don’t take a bite out of it.
Or do and overindulge.
Overindulge into the Forbidden Fruit.
Just like trekking thru
uncharted territory.
Thats what you’ve been good
at for years.
Touching this
and
Touching that.
Stop.
Stop all this.
Stop with the questions.
Stop with the wondering.
Pondering.
Enuff is enough.
Alaska “The Last Frontier”
Lets keep it that way.
I thought this poem was appropriate to share for our Blog #3 assignment. This poem I wrote in my English 271 class about our beautiful state.