For today's prompt, I want you to write a poem about either a specific routine or routines in general. Maybe something related to taking out the trash each week or washing the dishes every night--or something more bizarre (yet still a routine).
Bass Lessons
One.
Two.
Three.
Four.
One.
Two.
Three.
Four.
One.
Two.
Three.
Four.
One.
Two.
Three.
Four.
One and
Two and
Three Four
Wait.
Again.
No wait.
One. No
Concentrate for christ’s sake!
One and
Two and
Three and
Four and
Good and
Right and
There and
This is not easy for me.
Start! Fingers fingers! Can you
focus, please?
repeat yourself.
repeat yourself.
Do it.
On time, in tune.
This is a ghastly poem.
Bad music too.
But better two three four.
Right two three four
There two three four.
Play.
Stop.
Be there.
Stop.
Here here here here
Now now now now
G G G G
Up up up up
Repeat.
Pause
And please
Pause
Don’t
Pause
For once
Pause
think
Pause
Good.
Now
up
up
up
ha!
1 comment:
you had me moving in my chair. On state time even.
And I wish you hadn't had your dream but i'm glad you shared it. Hope they are less and less frequent.
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