Skip to content
Advertisements

Blast From My Past (part 2)

Continuing from Part One of my findings, this is another poem I wrote, probably 12 years ago. At the time I wrote this, I did not know what slam poetry was, but every time I think of slam poetry now, this poem comes to mind.

The Voices

The chitter chatter,

Of the people,

Who mumble and jumble,

And do crazy things inside my head.

They bang pots, 

That go CLINGITY CLANG CLACK!

The annoying,

And uncontrollable mocking laughter,

Never at all does it want to end.

BING! Like church bells,

And on comes a migraine.

It’s like now,

When I go insane.

Only the pitter patter of the rain,

Helps it to stop.

The chitter chattering, mumbling, pot banging,

Clingity clang slacking, annoying lockable laughter,

Ringing of church bells,

People,

That are inside my head.

-Jenn

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: