In a deep deep slumber
I often wonder
Were there noises was in the air?
Then one night
I new I was right
When my bed talked back to me.
Scared and Confused,
But I could not refuse,
an opportunity for this discussion.
The Bed asked me,
Why was I lonely,
For didn’t I have a husband?
My heart got heavy
And the tears were ready
to flow down my face.
We No longer together
He left me for Heather
The neighbor across the street
Susprisely so
My Bed didn’t know
And she got more mad than me.
I think I know why
He left us high and dry
She must have had a Sealy Posturepedic.
I wanted this poem to be funny. I felt that if we can personify a human then we need to give him all the characteristics that human have. Feelings and emotions Jealousy. I tried to you a three line stanza and have a rhyme scheme of a a b. So i hope it Kept a consistent pattern.
I think you did a good job with replicating the three line stanza. I liked the end... it was indeed funny. Sad, but funny.
ReplyDeletei like how you gave the bed the characteristics we as humans have. it takes away somewhat from the humor but gives it more depth.
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