The clock cuckoos, I’m late for class
minutes fly, think I lost my mind
morning prayer, quick down the list
crying out “God are You really there?”
Phone rings, a bill lags behind,
more than a month and a half,
trying to catch up, I tie up the line,
have to eat breakfast, five minutes flat
China cup sits,
poised and proper with pinkie spoon
like an English school marm
holds tea bag and honey
My scone,
looking more like a guilty student,
wearing a cap of icing over raisin eyes
leaving a trail of crumbs behind
Both stare at the pot on the stove
like Noah the final day of rain
wanting to send out an olive branch
to whoever filled it to the top
Driving in the left lane
singing a song just as fast,
like a mantra, the same line over,
didn’t see how quickly
yellow turns to red,
over "Living On A Prayer"
With a hot shot in a shiny new Camaro
rage meets me on the road
at a four minute light I sit
poised and proper, holding the bag
Learning everyone has
their very own boiling point
even my poor student
who will need his degree
He should rather be thanking God
I decided to look the other way
instead of now boiling over
from his six cylinder hood!
A contest entry
- Make Me Laugh by FloridaGatorQueen.
425 points, ended September 8, 2007, 9 entries
Silver trophy winner
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LOL Bad days make for funny poems. This had me laughing. Enjoyed the read!!! Thank you for entering my contest!
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I liked the rushiness of this fine piece. Excellent job. lol
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Had me laughing! Really liked stanza "Both stare at the pot on the stove like Noah the final day of rain
wanting to send out an olive branch to whoever filled it to the top"
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Nice Job
Learning everyone has
their very own boiling point
Everyone has their own...everything. I felt rushed by your depiction of a late start in the morning, and could well relate to passing on getting angry at the light, great job!
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Excellent, funny write
Time in the Eye Of The Beholder. Yes I'm laughing and I feel good in that we all are hurrying to much some times and how quickly feelings come and go to the next. I loved your poem. The first line with the clock cookoos and I'm late for class, oh how I hate to be late to class and so rushed. Poem is so funny then the camero and the kid in the car too funny! At the end I love the whole last stanza..So you are a teacher, oh how us students also don't like to be late, at least I don't but of course I am 45. No need to change anything about this poem. Excellent write and thank you for sharing your gift to write poetry with me!! God bless and I hope your not to rushed today, so funny. Kelle Marie, stavykm
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Mm.... It was confusing.... Really confusing... And last stanza was weird... lol.. dunno how to explain it, but anyways... keep trying.
~ Asa of the Poets of Comfort -
Haha yeah I love the allusions to a boiling kettle... Why did you pick hood? Explain
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You a teacher? Life is busy, fast paced, action packed (smoke that guilty school boy scone!) I feel this in the poem... Makes me cringe, having to juggle prayer life and the hectic 9am rush. Grrrr!
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