Replying to a comment on:

Suburban Horror (Sonnet) by phbiscuit

I've been patently dismal this past week A wretch of a man, submerged in despair With no wish to laugh when my neighbor speaks, I do not wish to patronize nor dare To give in and become dead as the crow Laying peacefully on the plate I take And eat from, happily knowing how low I have sunk as I complacently rake My front yard so the neighbors will all see How dreadfully suburban my brand new Car, toaster, microwave and TV can be Just wait till they witness what I will do When I do not trim the bushes in a row, I'll laugh ever so politely as I go.

Nicholas Jones 4-Nov-02/3:15 AM
Suburbia is a good subject for poetry. Thank god I have left it to live in the big city of Swansea.




Track and Plan your submissions ; Read some Comics ; Get Paid for your Poetry
PoemRanker Copyright © 2001 - 2024 - kaolin fire - All Rights Reserved
All poems Copyright © their respective authors
An internet tradition since June 9, 2001