This is my contribution to TFE's monday global poetry zeitgeist experience
Wherein, at 19:00 on Monday we're supposed to write a poem and post it by 19:05. I like it. I like having to write a poem in exactly those five minutes right there. Only, I did it a little teeny half hour early.
here we go:
This very last five minutes I’ll tell you
cause i’ve been stuck in the grammar mines and there’s dirt all over me and bits of wrong phrases in my hair and bad conjugations smeared across my cheeks.
And I really truly hate the grammar mines I am ready to throw this book chapter into the screaming scorching fire
five minutes four hours ago i’d have told you
gee, i’m really sorry, i should have noticed that before
and i would have had shoulders slumped and eyes looking down at the table
five minutes a day ago and i’d have exclaimed
!!! what a glorious day
sky full of sunshine and parasailers
garden full of cats -!!a new mouser!!
Jam cooking on the stove
Five minutes in an hour i’ll be sighing
Life is nice
Kicked back in the armchair, cold glass of kir, a good book