3rd

My email read CONGRATULATIONS,
You have come 3rd in our poetry competition,
It didn’t say how many entries there were,
Oh no, nothing like that,
Perhaps there were only three,
I don’t know,
I’m invited to meet the Mayor,
Along with the two people who are better than me,
3rd equals bronze, you know, that dirty colour,
Not the nice shiny gold colour someone better than me will get,
Or silver, that clean shiny well respected colour,
No, bloody bronze, 3rd equals turd,
But I’ll go and meet the Mayor,
And be presented with a piece of paper,
Proving that I’m not the best,
I’ll grin and bear it,
This all happened once before,
Deja vu you could say,
I wrote a piece,
Made it into a book,
I was invited to meet the Mayor,
Lots of lardy dardy people there,
All had had their hair cut looking their best,
I think I experienced a clique,
Not my cup of tea,
It will be the same this time,
You wait and see,
People will smile at me and think,
He came 3rd.



Poetry by JohnJohn
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Written on 2022-05-20 at 08:49

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Editorial Team The PoetBay support member heart!
Congratulations! Your poem has been chosen to be featured on our home page by a fellow member of PoetBay. Thank you for posting on our poetry website!
2022-05-23


Alan J Ripley The PoetBay support member heart!
Hi Mick understand how you feel,
We can only strive to write the best we can.
Even poet's like Edgar Allen Poe had to self publish,
2022-05-21


D G Moody The PoetBay support member heart!
And wasn't bronze the metal of Achilles shield?
2022-05-20


Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
Bronze is good Mick. If you scrub it enough it kinda looks like gold.
2022-05-20