Life’s not been great for quite a few humans recently, myself included. If I were a mature, serene type, I’d likely suggest a mature, serene acceptance and a moving forward with healing. …I’m not really that type, though, so this month’s theme is:
- Snarky Rant. That’s right: a jaded, sarcastic, fed up, perhaps even nihilistic poem in an “I stick it to you, sucky events!” manner.
- The Length is your call. This is something you get to call the shots on, after all!
- Rhyming is also up to you.
- The Rating’s still PGish to keep general audiences happy, but there are always asterisks or near-fudges for situations like this.
- Despite the he** you may have endured, make us laugh. As we lay, prone, in the minefield of calamities, help us hold our bruised ribs in a knowing and painful release of the bad times we all relate to.
You have till 10:00 a.m. MST next MONTH (February 6) to submit a poem.
Use the form, below, to remain anonymous until results are posted.
Otherwise, include your poem or a link to it in the comments. Let me know if your linkback does not show up because WordPress is having issues with that.
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Enjoy.
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©2021 Chel Owens
A great theme, Chelsea.
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😀 Thanks, Robbie.
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A snarky rant? I think I just came home!
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You and me, both!
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Here’s my shirty contribution. https://sixcrookedhighwaysblog.wordpress.com/2021/01/10/snarky-snickersnackery/
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Oooh… this will be difficult to wait till it’s deadline time to read these…
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this looks like fun and I know it must be funny. I will try, Chelsea; at least it’s a fair timeline to work with; sarcastic rant: got it 🙂
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I would LOVE for you to enter!
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I’m working on something, Chelsea 🙂
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My guess is you will get a lot of entries on this topic! We all have a rant to two up our sleeves these days.
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I look forward to it!
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When the officer stopped me for speeding
I explained that he wasn’t being kind.
“Haven’t you read the road rules?” he bleated.
“Hell no,” I said, “can’t you see that I’m blind?”
“Take more care when turning those corners,
Use the brake and slow down a peg.”
I said “Are you stupid or something?
Can’t you see I’ve only one leg?”
The officer was starting to get snarky,
He said “I don’t know what you were thinking.”
“Nah officer,” I said. “Nothing much.
I never think much when I’m drinking.”
So we sat on the side of the road.
He accepted a swig from my flask.
Then he remembered his duty:
“Why aren’t you wearing a mask?”
He gave me a ticket for that
Will self-righteousness never cease?
At least it gives Joseph Robinette a reason
To support defunding the police.
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