PROMPT #337 – WINNIE THE POOH AND THE BORING DAY

OK, first thing, we are not looking for poems mentioning Winnie the Pooh in any way. The fact is we’ve all had a boring day in our lives. (Sometimes more than one!) That’s what we’re going for. We want you to find poetry in the monotony of life. It could be a day that you manufactured yourself to get a break from something. Maybe you had no control and the boredom was thrust upon you. (Think of a pandemic of some kind – yes, use your imaginations). Make boredom interesting enough to read.

MARIE’S INANE DRAIN:

TO EACH OF ‘EM, THEIR TEDIUM

I can’t go here.
I won’t go there.
Don’t ask me to go anywhere.

I can’t do that.
Now you just scat.
Quit acting like a niggling gnat.

Quit bugging me!
Just let me be.
I’m better as an absentee.

Now listen, you,
I don’t want to!
Stop giving me these things to do!

Hello?  Hello?
Where did you go?
I’m bored.  (Just thought you’d want to know).

© Marie Elena Good, 2021

WALT’S BLAHS:

AN AFTERNOON IN BLAH-BLAH LAND

Sitting in my back yard

I find it hard to stay focused.

the grass is high of late

and I debate mowing it,

it’s slowing my resolve.

robins swoop down to pluck

red wigglers, lunch for her brood.

I’m in no mood, I’m distracted.

Life has impacted pausing

causing collateral damage.

I nod my head in homage

to Rip Van Winkle, the master

of sleep. I keep my hat low

on my eyes. My disguise.

Living the blahs just because I can.

Wake me when things get interesting