aching in my seat
back arched and held just like that
two whole days off
plenty of conversation
but no companions
contemplating the effects
of flawed wallpaper on my mental state
watching the sun set last night
the thought crossed my mind
time to wake up
things need done
so they were
listening all night
heard a good arguement
to call a how's my driving number
and crickets
sunday evening drivers
and crickets
bzzzzzbumbumbumbum bass lines
one more inky drinky dink i think
I'm having a hell of a time
being bored
back arched and held just like that
two whole days off
plenty of conversation
but no companions
contemplating the effects
of flawed wallpaper on my mental state
watching the sun set last night
the thought crossed my mind
time to wake up
things need done
so they were
listening all night
heard a good arguement
to call a how's my driving number
and crickets
sunday evening drivers
and crickets
bzzzzzbumbumbumbum bass lines
one more inky drinky dink i think
I'm having a hell of a time
being bored
Author notes
No fRoziN MeeTLuF un a sTiCk
I found it a little difficult to recite this upside down "And every one said, 'If we only live,
We too will go to sea in a Sieve,---
To the hills of the Chankly Bore!"
A contest entry
- Tempus Fugit by Long Road Home.
2007 points, ended May 29, 2007, 53 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Well, inspiration hit when I saw your 'silly drunken rantings' -now there's a list to make on one's author page, probably a million-seller in the making, too... and good idea for a contest... OK, let me read this one now... now the girls will love the 'back arched' part... awe, you're alone... I think drunken rantings should at least have a party setting... glad you got your things done, I gave up on mine long ago... drivers and crickets- I'm imagining a small town, alfalfa... now I think the town needs a town bored meeting... your authors comments are full of required contest jibberish, it seems... (and a requirement for a silly drunken rantings contest, of course...!) Two clappies for getting things done with a hangover...

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thank you for your candid comments sir, I can only hope to glean more wisdom from you in the future. Please, enlighten me with the intelligence the years have brought you, and excuse my poor expression of thought at a time of less than perfect cognitive function. Please excuse my attempt to have a little fun writing a contest piece, If I had known it would bother you I would have sent you a draft so I could benefit from your input. Please know that We all find your opinion invaluable and really appreciate the time you take to berate people on this board, it is the sign of a true leader of society. Constructive criticism ignored, please continue, lead and we will follow, good sir.
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you misconstrued my 'tone of voice'... how much is lost in the written word...! So turn that frown upside down...
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you are ending the contest?!? Really?!?
I am honored that you recognized my silly drunken rantings. But please reconsider.....to end the contest now would only set a milestone for some other ambitious new poet, seeking the title of the longest running AP contest. Nevertheless (I hate that expression, words arent meant to come together like that!) thanks for reading my entry, and best of luck to anyone who had entered the contest, and thanks where it is due to anyone who submitted an entry in pig latin, that was by far my favorite rule :-) -
Oh My!
Your reference to the hills of the chankly bore brought a tear to my eye. So beautiful! Thnak you for entering. I will forever think of you when reading how's my driving numbers, and in the future will certainly spell thank correctly for you.
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