Today's napowrimo prompt asked us to write about the color red, which I already did on day four. So, I used one of readwritepoem's sidebar prompts instead. This prompt was to write a poem based on a current event in the news. I'm a couple weeks late with this, but I wrote about the tea party demonstrations from 4/15
When I heard one gruff gravelly
Gas station voice say to the other
Are you going to the tea party?
I smiled at the dissonance
Clinking in my head
Like cups to saucers
Thinking of these men in
Gloves and big hats with flowers
And doilies and itsy cookies
Sitting with my dolls sipping
My finest childhood brew
Hell yeah
Said the second gruff gravelly
Gas station voice It’s about
Time we taught that
Boy in the Whitehouse
Who’s really in charge
My daydream interrupted
I got in my car
And longed
For my teddy bear
When I heard one gruff gravellyGas station voice say to the other
Are you going to the tea party?
I smiled at the dissonance
Clinking in my head
Like cups to saucers
Thinking of these men in
Gloves and big hats with flowers
And doilies and itsy cookies
Sitting with my dolls sipping
My finest childhood brew
Hell yeah
Said the second gruff gravelly
Gas station voice It’s about
Time we taught that
Boy in the Whitehouse
Who’s really in charge
My daydream interrupted
I got in my car
And longed
For my teddy bear
I often long for my old teddy bear (shhhh...don't tell anyone)
ReplyDeleteBrilliant, as always. I loved this part especially:
ReplyDeleteI smiled at the dissonance
Clinking in my head
Like cups to saucers
I like the setting for this poem. The gas station is just perfect!
ReplyDeletei think i was there,,,other side of c'ourdalene (sp)...nice one
ReplyDeleteI like how you capture the conversation. The shift from how you imagined a tea party to what the guys meant makes it very compelling.
ReplyDeleteSo interesting :-)
ReplyDeleteFantastic slice of life commentary, beautifully crafted. I, too, loved the "clinking" cups and saucers. Does these words just compose themselves in your brain? Do you have to find some quite place to let them arrive? Or can you create poetry while washing dishes are folding clothes?
ReplyDeleteGently, effectively done. (Compared to my sledgehammer approach!)
ReplyDeleteThis poem exposes dissonance of "tea party" and what happened that day.
Very nicely written, I think the balance was just right here.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the positive comments, everyone. I wasn't sure about the balance in this poem at first, so I appreciate your responses. Jessica-your poems are always brilliant, so I appreciate the compliment. Phil-I really liked your "sledgehammer approach"--it was very cathartic! Kathleen-you make me smile. Poetry comes to me in all different places, but the discipline of napowrimo this month has made me more disciplined. I didn't think I could do it!
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