The front door slams,
I turn my stereo up a little louder
to try block out what is to come.
The smell of Mums fresh baked cookies
woft through the house,
But no sweet smell can smoother
the anger that lives here.
Dad starts his ranting,
Mum tries to calm him
But its as useless as trying
to tame a dog
that has been abused for many years.
He throws things,
Sounds like Mums new vase
that sat on the kitchen bench.
(Well, they are at it again).
Its not the first time,
And it won't be the last
Until Mum crushes him,
into millions of pieces.
Just like he did her new vase...
Author notes
(Well, they are at it again) iamthebeatles
A contest entry
- Hello, Goodbye (semi quickie) by iamthebeatles.
1200 points, ended July 12, 2008, 6 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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Thank you, im glad you like it =) xx
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This is so sad, but it works with the quote perfectly. This is a good poem with a clear constructed story. Great poem and good luck.
cassie
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...this is really depressing....just like you told me im always here ok babe?
xoxo- christina
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I like this baby girl it's so sad and powerful, great work, I love you
xx
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