Waldo [Day 17]

there is a chicken
carcass in the alley,

a lost ugly ducking
who tumbled off the pallet

into a bed of satin,
frail dog on a kneeler,

sun stain around the neck
where a belt once said 'Waldo'.

_{inspired by The Invisibles by Hive account@lazarus-wist.}

_{Written for free-verse poetry maven Hive account@d-pend's revolutionary poetry initiative The 100 Day Poetry Challenge [Advanced Group] undertaken for Steemit School where Hive account@d-pend will be hosting a daily poetry show at 6 PM GMT.}