Monday, February 13, 2012

'Edison's Nightmare'

The following is a response to a writing prompt from Naming Constellations.  The challenge was to write a poem, as short as possible, using all the sounds of the English language.  Here’s a link to Joseph’s posting:
I think I managed to use quite a bit of sounds.
February 11th was Edison’s birthday.  Here’s my (not so) happy birthday card for the famous inventor.

~Edison’s Nightmare~

A light bulb popped, died, he gasped, as if it
Was him who kicked the bucket, “Uh-oh,”
He thought, “I’m in big, fat trouble,
That was the very last one,
None left - Zap!  Shoot!  Not good,
Bad mood, darn, you’ve got
To be kidding!
The ugly
Give my mom
A ring, she’s sure
To have them in her
Treasure trove…extra bulbs.”
A good deed of which he was
Proud…say!  It’s against the law now!
What a blow.  Justice served?  Sing him a
Lullaby-requiem, chances are slim…

This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine…

Live for the Love of it,
The Happy Amateur