Oh how the day was long and hard
Just now had I time to reflect
As I returned inside my home
Away from those autumn breezes
I dropped my bag beside my desk
and went to the nearby closet
I pulled on my jacket's zipper
Only to have it jam and stop
Getting hotter, already tired
I threw a fit on my zipper
Grumbling my full contempt
Under my breath to no one else
I moved it up, I moved it down
Never the less it moved no more
Than past an inch down from the top
Leaving me jailed, in my jacket
I stared at my zipper, still stuck
But the rage was easing away
I stared and stared and stared some more
Until with my two hands I reached
To the bottom of my jacket
And pulled it off over my head
Oh what a fuss over nothing
17 comments:
wow, this poem could not have come at a better time. My life is exactly like that right now. Everything feels like that jammed zipper! I just wish I could discard all my stress as easily as pulling a jacket over my head. Oh and I love the rhythm in this poem, by the way. Thanks for sharing :)
What a wonderfully realistic piece of written frustration. I know from having a zipper problem with my handbag, just how hot and bothered it makes you feel!!!
Eileen
Hello.
I'm visiting from the Poetry Pantry.
I enjoyed the way you expressed your frustration.
Zipper tip: Next time, try a tiny spray of WD40...works for me!
Thanks for sharing.
bashful Lady
It's amazing how the smallest things become the biggest problems sometimes, isn't it? I've definitely been there.
Great poem - I love it - thanks for sharing ;)
hope that you feel better now.
valid word, thanks for sharing.
So many times it IS a fuss over nothing. But we are only human, and we tend to want everything OUR way RIGHT now! Love the poem!
http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2011/10/19/perfect-love/
I have a huge problem with turning molehills into mountains. This sums it up perfectly.
Ha-ha-ha! Halfway through, I was wondering when you were gonna do that. Nice one!
You expressed your frustration so beautifully!
Enjoyed your page
Cheers
Marinela
I enjoyed your poem very much. It was fun and playful. There is even a sense of Zen to it in its resolution.
Nice Work.
very cute and such a great way to express a problem with a zipper I see this in kids when they get frustrated and when we are in a hurry we do too
http://gatelesspassage.com/2011/10/20/taken-from-me-on-halloween-night/
I love this poem!
Love it! I hate when that happens, but what a fun ending. Well done! laurie
impressive expressions.
well done.
I enjoyed this poem. A nice kind of anticlimax there at the end-- I wondered what it might build up to. I certainly know the feeling. There's something about a zipper stopping working that just doesn't seem fair, and I was kind of bemoaning one of them a night or two ago, when in fact it has served me very well for a long time, and its retirement is therefore overdue and well-earned. :-)
love it,
wow,
Thrilled to see you share,
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