Bad hair day

Bad hair days
We all have them
You step out of bed
Miss the carpet and put foot on the cold tile
Stub your toe on the bed leg
Your hand slipped off the door handle
And
A split nail, sod it, that makes two
The toothpaste squirts onto the floor
You look in the mirror
A glowing pimple on your nose
The radio plays the one you cant stand
More traffic then usual
Arrive late for work
You are asked
"How are you today?"
You answer
"Okay thanks, just fine"
Everybody in the office is okay
Everyone in the office looks just fine
Everybody in the office has a glowing pimple on their nose.




Poetry by JohnJohn
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Written on 2016-05-10 at 13:01

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
Lol. I like the ending.
2016-05-16


Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
You've described how things are almost everywhere but here. People ask you how you are to be polite, and you answer that you're fine because they really don't care how you are. In Nebraska, if you ask someone, even a total stranger, how they are, they will tell you. I'm always left wondering why they think that I want to know.
2016-05-11


Ivan R
A commentary on life today, and with such good sentences that I feel like I am stepping over a toy on my way to the bath, aj!
as all seems to have such a natural way of disturbing me today, :

" The radio plays the one you cant stand "

and many more of these gems that you just hate.

Great piece.
2016-05-11


shells
I've definitely been there got the pimple! Thanks for the reassurance it's not just me, I'm fine by the way ;-)
2016-05-10