Crash

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Here we are in September, and I’m still hanging in there with my post a day challenge. I have written a lot of poetry using different styles since I started in January. I’m not saying it has been great poetry. I’ll admit most of it wouldn’t win any contests. Surprisingly, Word Daddy has stuck with me through the ordeal. He still says he wants a raise. This month I plan to write Soliloquies. These are rambling monologues where the poet has conversations with herself. I believe this will be my biggest challenge since I don’t often talk to myself. I want to put a disclaimer right at the front of the adventure. The views expressed are the inner dialog of the poet. They might be total bs, but they are real. The first poem in this series I will call Crash.

Crash

Woke up this morning to an internet crash,

I blamed my computer, called it a piece of trash.

Rooster called our provider and got the news

The web in our area came down with the blues.

It must be some sort of dirty rotten virus.

It soiled my morning routine for something less desirous.

Now, Word Daddy is picketing in my front yard.

How did my life get so hard?

My muse is protesting his adverse working condition

As if it’s all my fault, and did I mention

I had to question Rooster about paying the bill.

He glared at me as if looks could kill.

Rooster claims he made payment online

And Word Daddy just yelled he’s going to resign,

If we don’t go back online by the end of the day,

He says this time he’s going to walk away.

As if I can do anything about the internet being down,

I think he might be serious about heading out of town.

Does anyone know where I can find a good muse,

Preferably one who works cheap and has a long fuse.

Who is Molly Shea?

Molly Shea is an accomplished fictional short story writer from Indiana who writes short stories and novels about a fictional town called Tecumseh.  To read more of her short stories and adventures, click here.

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Published by henhouselady

I am the author of Saving the Hen House. I didn't know when I started it would turn into a series. I love to ride motorcycles, the blues, my family, and going on adventures. This old hen rocks.

7 thoughts on “Crash

  1. Well, you’re having a day–and it has only begun. I’m sorry for the fracas(es), though you write about it really well. The meter rhyme are effectively intact, unlike your Internet connection.

    I doubt your muse will up and go, but I think there are a bunch to choose from if you must. I trust things will come together again, hopefully soon.

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