I'll Stick To Poetry
It was an autumn morning like most, |
Except it was Sunday,
And I didn’t have to work,
While fixing a pot of coffee
I looked out my kitchen window and noticed
A rolled up newspaper on my driveway,
Now I don’t subscribe to the local press
For I rarely have the time to read, but I figured,
What the heck, a free sample.
I put on my fuzzy slippers and stepped out to get it.
Sitting at the kitchen table, sipping a fresh cup,
I opened the news to see what was up.
While thumbing through the different sections,
I came to the community pages,
And right there between the editorials and
The Sunday Crossword puzzle;
Was the obituaries.
I always used to look to see if there was
anyone I knew, and to my surprise,
I saw my picture under a name of someone else.
I don’t know how you would react to seeing something like this,
But I was a little un-nerved.
It wasn’t even a very good picture,
and where the heck did they get it??
So, anyhow, I read the obituary and to my surprise,
It actually reflected many things in my life.
So, there I sat, drinking coffee, reading the page,
And wondering what it all meant, when all of the sudden,
The pencil on the table started to move,
And the crossword started to fill in the blanks,
All by itself.
1 down: Today is: ___ (6 letters)
2 across: Name of this word search: ___ (9 letters)
3 down: a jigsaw:____ (6 letters)
4 across: Opposite of day: _____( 5 letters)
5 down: Female horse _____(4 letters)
The words kept filling in, one letter at a time;
S u n d a y, C r o s s w o r d, P u z z l e, N i g h t, M a r e,
I looked in my coffee cup, it was empty
but I couldn't see the bottom,
The room was spinning,
The paper was melting,
The lights went out,
And I just lay there;
Not able to move,
And then: 'That sound',
That incessant, horrible noise in my ears,
That ringing, getting louder and louder,
That damn: “alarm clock????
Now I know why I don’t subscribe to the paper.
You can keep The Sunday Crossword puzzles,
“I’ll stick to poetry.”
For: The Blue Ribbon Derby Challenge
This week's phrase is...
'The Sunday Crossword'
in my Freeverse poem: 'I'll Stick to Poetry'
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