Uiscebots
is the poetry bus driver this week & gave us an excellent task: 1. Go somewhere new. 2. Experience it. 3. Write about it. I
was planning on going to the Columbus Arts & Crafts Museum to check out an
exhibit that contains some of Ellen’s
work, but Dr. M & I decided to save that for next week. Instead, I did
something very different* than going to a museum.
After you’ve
read my poem please go to Uiscebot’s blog to check out the other poets. We have
a great bunch on the bus. Why, there’s practically no punching or taking of
pictures while a person is asleep and their fly is unzipped (oh, wait – that was
my 8th grade field trip).
Prime Fail
An assault was planned.
Provisions laid by.
Route mapped.
It was in and out
precision at
its finest.
Within an hour
the troop withdrew
the field
only to find
its trusty steed
had gone lame.
The troop ate
a sandwich
and bought
some socks
while waiting
for the
cavalry.
*I went to a local outlet center to purchase
some shoes. And ended up having the day from heck. My car died & I waited
about 5 hours before it was towed home. If I liked to shop it might have been
kind of fun, but I don’t. And there was the issue of many dollars being needed
to fix the car. So my poem is just slightly different than I had planned for it
to be. Sigh.
Hehe I like the martial tone to this. I think going shopping is sometimes more like a military expedition than it needs to be. Great take on a day at the shops/car breakdowns.
ReplyDeleteAh poor bug, and poor car but at least there was a cavalry, it's always good to have one close by!!
ReplyDeleteLove the way your shopping expedition sounds like a military maneuver! Good luck with the car. At least you have a bus to ride this week????
ReplyDeleteI love the phrase "day from heck" I will be borrowing that one!!
ReplyDeleteHate it when that happens though, with the car dying :(
Hope the dollars needed to fix it weren't too many!
Sometimes life throws a wobbly! Thank goodness for the cavalry...
ReplyDeleteRegiment, attention! good one!
ReplyDeletesorry the day left you unattended-
I know that kind of stuck! Hate it...
don't much like shopping either. Thanks.
Excellent!
ReplyDeleteHa ! I'm not laughing at your predicament but at your poem! I love the way you turnedtragedy into a metap(oet)horical triumph! Yabba!
ReplyDeleteOne day I will hop on that bus, but it seems I keep missing it!
ReplyDeleteGreat poem!
R
Lovely! Especially 'the troop' - such a great noun. In fact, I liked every line.
ReplyDeleteSorry it all went wrong, but it has made for a spiffing poem.
I really love the metaphor! Great poem.
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