Treasure Island

Kelvin Owusu

(15-10-1988 / Ghana)

Bored


Take flight mid flight
the sunlight, so bright
stomach growling, can't get up
legs, long gone to sleep
one in the afternoon
it feels like midnight
my mind, clouds

Images of a white dress, black tux
balloons pop, cake, stripper pops out
the alter, me looking, yeah I look sexy
the bride looks damn, words can't describe
perfection closes to description
best man checking out the bridesmaids
his girl, death stare.
Reality kicks in, wow what in the gods name
since when, huh, I don't want to get, what?
weddings? its official. I'm bored.

Submitted: Monday, August 06, 2012
Edited: Monday, August 06, 2012

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  • * Sunprincess * (11/5/2012 8:38:00 PM)

    can't stand being bored which is why i keep a pen and
    paper ready to keep writing poems..fabulous write.. :) (Report) Reply

  • Elizabeth Padillo Olesen (8/18/2012 12:57:00 PM)

    Dear Kelvin, thanks for asking me to comment. I find this an entertaining poem, you are able to define the meaning of boredom through the list of images in daily life. Great. But what about dividing this poem into three verses and see how the clear cut form and structure of your poem will show. For me, it is more for the readers to
    be guided by a flow and structure of lines. It is much easier. Possessive case with apostrophy s. Look when you say, in God's name. (Report) Reply

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