Caren Krutsinger Poet Free verse

Ameoba Has No Backbone

Jayaha, the ameoba for the chemistry lab, was shy but she had a cause
She had a mission – she wanted to be emancipated
She asked me to be her spokesperson
Because she sensed I was a girl who would not say no
I was young then, and she was right.
My lab partner had gone to the bathroom when I got my chance at the microscope.
Jayaha was waving a sign that said “help me!” 
She was holding  it with the tiniest pseudopod I had ever seen.
By the time my partner got back Jayaha was in a slide in my pocket.
Why couldn’t she stand up to her relatives herself you ask?

Have you forgotten that ameoba has no backbone?



Written 5/18/2019
Poetry Contest:  Dial it Back
Sponsor:  Maureen McGreavy

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Andrea Dietrich May 19, 2019 at 12:57 PM So cute that ending line! I enjoyed the humor. Soupmail for ya. Caren Krutsinger May 19, 2019 at 2:00 PM Thank you Andrea.

David Mchattie May 19, 2019 at 11:29 AM I've known of few of these in my time.Very clever poem my dear. Nicely done. Have a great day. Caren Krutsinger May 19, 2019 at 2:01 PM Thank you David.

Darlene De Beaulieu May 19, 2019 at 10:32 AM Hello Caren, Jayaha will not get anywhere with out a back bone. I like this poem. have a nice day my friend. Caren Krutsinger May 19, 2019 at 2:03 PM Poor thing; luckily she has been placed in a wonderful pond where she is thriving and loves her new life.

Allen Beilschmidt Sr. May 19, 2019 at 10:29 AM Ah! very witty dear Caren Caren Krutsinger May 19, 2019 at 2:04 PM Thank you. I just had to figure out what to do with an ameba after I figured out the "backbone thing".

Bernard Chan May 19, 2019 at 9:59 AM Where did you take her? Hilarious, Caren! Love our sense of humour! :) Caren Krutsinger May 19, 2019 at 2:04 PM She is a great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great grandmother now, Bernard. She lives in a pond, and thank you for your concern my friend.