A Poem a Day #15 – Sorry
Welcome to my new home. If you have any difficulties, comment at the old diggs or email me.
I apologize for today’s poem. I am tired which makes me do very silly things.
For today’s prompt, I want you to take the title of a poem you especially like (by another poet) and change it. Then, with this new altered title, I want you to write a poem. An example would be to take William Carlos Williams’ “The Red Wheelbarrow” and change it to “The Red Volkswagon.” Or take Frank O’Hara’s “Why I Am Not a Painter” and change it to “Why I Am Not a Penguin.” You get the idea, right? (Note: Your altered poem does NOT have to follow the same style as the original poet, though you can try if you wish.)
Pee
I think it is certainly key,
When on an interview, not to pee.
Not to pee is clearly best,
Even if you mean it as a jest;
Not to pee is really okay,
Listen carefully to what I say.
Not to pee, not to swear
Not a time for a childish dare;
Upon a wish for major gain,
Who would be so insane?
Interviews aren’t pain free,
But remember not to pee.
Poem by Vanessa V. Kilmer © April 15, 2009
Here is the original poem mine is based on:
Trees
I THINK that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the sweet earth’s flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
Poem by Joyce Kilmer. 1886–1918
A Poem a Day at Poetic Asides
Nice new digs, Nessa. Welcome to the land of dotcom.
And your pour great uncle. He’s probably sitting in heaven singing, “Look what she’s done to my poem, mom! Look what’s she’s done to my poem …” Of course, he’s still got a long line of folks to sing about before he even discovers you’re in the queque!
Grrrr…. your new site
is wonderful… I just WISH
that y’all would quit moving
here to where it does NOT remember me from day to day! I’m very lazy and HATE (yes, Dr. John, I HATE) having to add my name, email and url every time I want to comment… You need to complain to your people…
Despite that…
ROFLMBO! I LOVE this poem!!!
hehehe…
Melli:
I will work on the re-entry of info. I hate it too.
Nessa
Whoa! I just realized, mine is not only the very first comment of the day, but the very first comment, period! I guess I should have said something really, really profound!
Nope. Mind’s blank. Sorry.
Nice digs!
Your poem made me grin.
Best wishes in your new home!
Oh my gosh Nessa You did it. I’m so happy for you. Bert is great. And your poem…well it’s good..I’m so counting the days until April is over with LOL. Congrats.
I don’t think I shall ever see
A poem as satisfying as a pee
really
too funny!
congrats on the new site
Smashing poems, Vanessa, and this is a fabulous new site!
That was both a great and funny poem. I wish I had your talent.
Quilly: Yes, he is cringing.
Melli: I will work tirelessly to find a solution.
Quilly: Yes, you were the very first. Profundity not necessary.
Doug: Thanks.
Dragonstar: It was a very silly poem.
Thom: Bert has been wonderful. We are ½ way there. Hang in.
Tom: Surprisingly satisfying.
Juliana: Thank-you.
Actonbell: Some of the poems should be smashed.
Dr. John: You do have talent. You are a great story teller.
I see how it is…my comment isn’t worth a response?
Erika: I said I was sorry at the very beginning, Babykins. Does that count?
Hi. I like the way you write. Will you post some more articles?