I follow a few bloggers who are very good at writing poetry. I love following your blogs, and some of you access deep emotions that I am not able to verbally express nearly as well as you. I was wondering why this is so hard for me, and then I realized it’s because this is what would happen if I tried to write a deeply sad poem:
MY SAD POEM
The rain drips
Down the windows of my dark life
But I see a puppy outside
EXCUSE ME, WHY IS THERE A PUPPY IN THIS POEM? THIS IS A SAD POEM.
It seemed too drab. It needed a puppy.
THERE ARE NOT PUPPIES IN SAD POEMS. FIX IT OR THIS POEM IS OVER.
I see a puppy outside…with a broken leg. It whimpers.
The puppy is sad.
He has a broken leg.
He licks his leg, but it does no good.
His boy comes and picks him up.
WHY IS THE BOY WALKING IN THE RAIN?
Because his puppy is hurt! What is wrong with you?!
THAT IS HOPEFUL! STOP IT.
The dog knows he is about to go to the vet.
He trembles in fear.
NOW YOU’RE GETTING IT.
But the boy gives him a whole bag of treats so he feels better and then the vet fixes the puppy’s leg good as new and by the time they get home – what do you know? – it has stopped raining and there is a giant rainbow over the house.
THIS IS RIDICULOUS. I’M LEAVING.