A poem where the subject of the poem is the speaker is called a "mask” poem. October is the perfect month to put on a mask, pretend a bit and write a poem!
Visit Wild Rose Reader, the master of mask poems.
I’m the biggest invertebrate,
massive and maneuverey.
I’m the giant squid
enormous, yet elusive.
No one knows for sure
where I may turn up,
But scientists are certain
I have lurked in all the world’s oceans.
With beach ball size eyes
that never close,
I am a deep sea hunter who is second to none.
My eight arms and two whip-like tentacles
serve up seafood platters of fish, shrimp, and
maybe even an occasional squid or small whale.
Yet mysterious and sometimes even shy.
By Theresa Annello