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Rhyme For No Reason

Welcome to Day 18 of 30 Minus 2 Days of Writing, the creative writing challenge that 4 out of 5 bankers agree is the reason for the current global economic crisis. Today’s prompt is Home At Last,  and it was CheesyMike’s idea. Don’t forget to link up at the end of this post if you participated in today’s challenge before going broke.

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Rhyme For No Reason

poetry book page rhyme

I’m going to share a little secret with you. I always failed the poetry portion of English class. That’s not the secret part, though. The secret is, I failed it because I don’t like poetry. Not the kind of poetry we learned in school, anyway. Stodgy, boring, ancient stuff written by old, dead people. Bored me to tears. Whew. What a relief to finally have that off my chest.

Okay, stop thinking about my chest now. Jeez, people. Focus.

So, imagine my surprise when I found myself writing a poem for today’s prompt. A real poem and not a comical rewrite of a classic poem, the way I did in our last 30-day challenge.

An Evening Out

Not so fast
Make it last
Die is cast
Time has passed

Coats a-massed
Car is gassed
Road is vast
Home at last

As I mentioned, I don’t like poetry. So I’m really not any good at it and I know it and you can be honest and you won’t hurt my feelings. Oh, who am I kidding? Lie like a rug in the comments section or I’ll spend the entire day crying.

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  • Having read that I can honestly say I don’t like poetry either. Hey, speaking of your chest, I told you I liked your knockers, right?

  • Nicky my love, Prostetnic Vogon Jeltz has nothing on you. Seriously, though, will you please come over here and read me some of your wonderful poetry?

  • Prosthetic who?

  • For SHAME, duf!!!!!

  • Poetry? This was pure genius! Poet Laureate got nothin on you!

  • Tami Von Zalez

    Poor thang – I must have put you to sleep with my “music” post. Yet, you have resorted to fractured poetry twice now. I think you do, you really do, like poetry.

  • I am just aghast

    that went so fast

    Good poem, Nicky. When is this thing ending?

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  • Hah! Laughing at Linda’s comment. I was waiting for “passing gas” but I think “car is gassed” works better.

  • That was a poetic whirlwind. Nice!

  • Hail Dufus, master of the single entendre! 😉

  • Well, I liked it. Tho obviously, as a Southern Brit, we pronounce “vast” as “vaaaarst”. But hey, I can do accents 😉 Indigo x

  • I never liked poetry in school either. No need to look on the past.

  • Nice job 🙂

    I liked reading poetry when I was younger. For instance

    One Fish two fish
    Red fish blue fish

  • That is wonderful! I started to write a poem and then minute my fingers hit the keyboard I changed my mind. I am just not that good. You, my dear are THAT good!

  • Nope, you’re neither old nor dead, Tami. I really did like your poem. 🙂

  • Not soon enough, hon. Not soon enough! 🙂

  • Passing Gas would have actually been a much more appropriate title for this piece of … poetry. 🙂

  • mikewjattoomanymornings

    I’m going to be totally honest with you about your poem, Nicky.

    I’m still thinking about your chest.

  • This is just begging to be set to music!

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  • KZ

    I enjoy the rhyme scheme. In conclusion: Nicky’s chest.

  • KZ

    Travel as “work” is the best way to describe my family vacation time back when my parents dragged me around the world when I was a kid. Tiring is definitely hard work if you do it a certain way.

  • Meleah + Writing Poetry = IMPOSSIBLE.

    Nicky + Writing Poetry = AWESOME.

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