So I didn’t plan on writing last night but I opened WordPress and read just a couple of things and then bam… it hit me as it sometimes does and the mouse drifted over to MS Word and the next thing I know, my fingers are banging out a poem 😀 This may be a bit of a Edgar Allan Poe meets Dr. Seuss
The last few nights there has been a bug tap tap tapping on my window as I sit at the computer. Tonight I decided to incorporate him into a poem. Enjoy! And for those grammar stickler folks, I’m sure there are commas out-of-place or missing altogether in this one AND… yes, , , I meant to use pain in the first line. 😀
Also, I mentioned a couple of posts ago that I want to try reading a few poems without having video accompanying… so, close your eyes and just listen. If I’ve done a good enough job, you’ll picture and feel what’s happening easily enough. Feedback on poem and reading (with no video) appreciated.
A bug at the house of blues
Is that you tap tap tapping on my hearts window pain
No, no, that’s a bug tap tap tapping on the house window pane
Is that you standing there, wondering if to stay or go
No, no, it’s that bug without a care, making noises untold
Should I call to say hello, is that you that wants to know
No, no, it’s just the bug wanting in, his head told me so
Does he know other thoughts are stirring
I don’t think he cares a worry
Does he stop to contemplate is naval
Lord I hope that window is stable
Is he growing bigger there
Outside in the cold, dark air
Was that a thump or bump or two
No, no just an alley cat, shoo
But please, before you go, cat
Please make the bug go splat
And if you’re not the hunting kind
I’d have to ask if you’re really feline
Cause, bang, bang, skrreeet
I think my knees are going weak
What kind of bug can make those sounds
What kind of bug is this I’ve found
That makes a cat run away, it’s true
He seems to live on house wood too
He bangs and bangs his head on glass
I hope this nightmare soon will pass
Cause if this bug I found you see
Oh wait, maybe this bug found me
Maybe he came to this house of blues
To grab the mic and sing a line or two
To jam with me, tap tap tap he can
Maybe he’s the drummer man
But there’s no music tonight
And he’s given me a fright
I think this bug came to me
To rattle my thoughts of you, you see
Sent to shake things up a bit
Try and make me forget
And as my thoughts come back to ground
What’s this, silence all around
Seems Mr. bug has gone away
Looks like tap tap tapper wasn’t here to stay
Seems my thoughts can drift back to you
Please come tap tap tap on this house of blues
Stephen Kellogg – 2012
“. . . heart’s window pain. . .” Nice. 🙂
HC,
Good to see your face around these here parts… 🙂
Thanks for the comment, I like that part too. I thought that if I didn’t put the notice before the start of the poem, I might get comments about using the wrong word 😀
Peace,
Stephen
i’m literally pale yet buzzing over such creativity! ~Thanks!
Deborah,
Thank you for such a fun, rewarding response. Hopefully this didn’t scare you away 😀
Peace,
Stephen