slouching hard
back row foolin'
tiltin' the rockin' edge
a clock head
set to scoot
the droning monotone
alone
and the misery in silent
thirty squirms
thirsting for fun
only
ok
Mar 15, 2013
So, how was school today?
About This Poem
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
Solid!
A good to the point piece of writing. Reminded me of my school days and the joy of the 4 o'clock bell!
Namaste,
Lenny
A little secret....the
A little secret....the conceit behind this piece....Imagine a poet (I imagined Esker) at 9 years old, sitting at the kitchen table, having an afternoon snack, and adult in his life comes in and asks "so , how was school today?.....akin to.a "Saturday Night Live" comedy sketch of a tv/radio announcer using his professional voice at home with his family!
hope Esker doesn't mind.... this (Homage) immitation of his voice!
thanks for the "solid, good to the point" comment... I did want it to be a "real " write...