Are you listening to me?
Are you listening to me?
Day 20: write a poem that “talks", that's largely based in spoken language, interspersed with the speaker/narrator’s own responses and thoughts. Try to write a poem grounded in language as it is spoken - the messy, fractured, slangy way people speak in real life.
You know that old dustbin, I say,
That's been down by the shed for ages,
The one we took out of the workshop
That time we were looking for, what was it?
My memory gets worse every day. Old age!
You know, that time
You'd finally got around to putting up the shelves in the bathroom
I love them, they've made such a difference
That's it! You were looking for the drill
After turning the workshop upside down and inside out
We found it in the cupboard under the stairs.
Typical!
I thought we'd use it as a water butt.
The bin.
I'm tired of lugging watering cans down the garden
All the way from the kitchen sink.
And the onions are looking parched,
They've not had any water for days
Must do it later. Poor things.
What d'you think?
Can I do that?
Are you listening?
You're always buried in that phone
Or doing a crossword
Or just away with the fairies
Thinking about whatever it is you think about
Whenever I'm talking to you.
Don't you want to know what I'm thinking of doing?
Right I'll just go ahead and do it then.
What's that?
You were listening?
What did I say then?
© Copyright 2019. Chris Auger. All Rights Reserved
Day 20: write a poem that “talks", that's largely based in spoken language, interspersed with the speaker/narrator’s own responses and thoughts. Try to write a poem grounded in language as it is spoken - the messy, fractured, slangy way people speak in real life.
You know that old dustbin, I say,
That's been down by the shed for ages,
The one we took out of the workshop
That time we were looking for, what was it?
My memory gets worse every day. Old age!
You know, that time
You'd finally got around to putting up the shelves in the bathroom
I love them, they've made such a difference
That's it! You were looking for the drill
After turning the workshop upside down and inside out
We found it in the cupboard under the stairs.
Typical!
I thought we'd use it as a water butt.
The bin.
I'm tired of lugging watering cans down the garden
All the way from the kitchen sink.
And the onions are looking parched,
They've not had any water for days
Must do it later. Poor things.
What d'you think?
Can I do that?
Are you listening?
You're always buried in that phone
Or doing a crossword
Or just away with the fairies
Thinking about whatever it is you think about
Whenever I'm talking to you.
Don't you want to know what I'm thinking of doing?
Right I'll just go ahead and do it then.
What's that?
You were listening?
What did I say then?
© Copyright 2019. Chris Auger. All Rights Reserved
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