Grace is hosting tonight at Open Mic night at dVerse Poet’s Pub http://dversepoets.com/
This last week I saw a man in his jogging clothes standing outside a house with a rose in his hand. Being the romantic I am, I thought it was funny, and later jotted down this non-poem writing type of thing about what I saw. It possesses no art value, poetic expression, or inspiration, but it may be fun to read, unless you do not like my spacing and then I do not know what to say. Have fun, enjoy the pub, and this piece of deep inspired thought on paper 🙂
I shake my head yes and leave without further comment
If I was writing this script
(Which I
For one
Do not get to in life)
Is what my character would have done
Mouth shut
Smile
Exit stage left
Without
Further comment
But
Here I am today:
__________
I know I should have smiled
And kept my comment mute
But love is such a sound
It has to sing its song
I’m standing in the snow
With roses in my hand
My heart makes such a sound
It has to sing its song
I can’t zap yesterday
And make it disappear
Our love makes such a sound
Please let us sing its song
I know you love your mom
She’s not the anti-christ
I’d love for her to stay
And bless our Christmas day
__________
Thanks
Baby
It was cold outside
I’m sorry
I was a jerk
Yes
I’ll get her at the station
Through New Years
Great
I was thinking the same
Seriously
No
I’m not being sarcastic
I promise
Hey
Where’s the brandy
______
Now wasn’t that an artistic treat? 🙂
Call me Hanq 
Oh no…inlaws for the holidays? I write poems because I’ve grown way too accustomed to nodding and smiling in the real world…yes, at Christmas time…I write many 😉 A fine idea indeed, Poet…cups up!
I like this what is from you a whimsy poem and a delight to read.
and now I know 😉 and have had that song stuck in my head since first reading…not a bad thing for me…but I’m driving everybody else crazy…it’ll be me outside with the rose soon if I don’t stop.
Ha! You best stop singing it then, cos it be getting colder as the night grows older. But thank you!
I absolutely adore this piece! Whimsical, fun…yet a smattering of truth for many who endure their in-laws. Thanks for sharing!
hahaha henry, this is awesome! i love your humor… thanks for the giggles!
Hey, this was serious literature 🙂 Thanks and YW.
This is fun and creative Henry ~ i can imagine you directing this stage play and singing at the background ~ Nice to see you at the pub ~
your mom is not the anti christ…..hahahaha….i may have to sing that song here soon enough…cool you took this from a scene you saw as well…fun piece man
Whimsical indeed – it’s pretty much a free wheeling, free association poem. I always like those – they’re just so “beat”. I may go to there next time for a Christmas poem. Thanks, I like it.
ha…that sure was an artistic treat…i like how you have different rhythms here and how you divide the poem..cool how that scene inspired you..
Laughing — yeah, during the holidays, be nice to the in-laws. Your spouses defenses are on full-protect mode.
Yeah, spacing is tough for some of us. It forces so much scrolling and blurred white font on start black blog! 🙂
You are too humble… this is a great observational piece. many good writers (think Bukowski and Kerouac) have done such stuff with longevity and effect.
oh that realistic love 😉 …enjoyed being in your moment. Send peace and love! ~ Rose
I like the short lines, the one word lines… it’s fun to read, not too heavy, and I like the conversational tone. I can relate to this kind of Christmas… and, being a jerk 🙂