Terry Flood Poet Rhyme

Notes About The Poem

Regarding line 5...

You know and I know that 'kweer' is spelt Q.U.E.E.R  

and is a proper English word that is inoffensive in this context.

Alas, Soup has its own opinions

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As I Look Down

As I look down and see the ground
On which my feet don’t stand
The light I see is all around
Things haven’t gone as planned

It’s really kweer, I’m standing here
And somehow, you are not
You did your worst, let me go first
Off of that beauty spot

So, was I dead between the ears
Too dumb to see your lies
Or to spot your cunning plan
In which it’s me that dies

Everywhere I look are sheep
On tiny pasture clouds
They’re interspersed with people
Who have wings and wispy shrouds

We didn’t shake on our done deal
We sealed it with a kiss
I would leap, then so would you
To our eternal bliss

The best laid plans of nice young men
Lie face down in the mud
For I chose this eternal light
And you chose my best bud

You schemed to take my life insurance
’pon our rocky shores
Ironic that your latest squeeze
Will soon be taking yours

I watched you in your fancy car
The car that once was mine
But then you took it for a drive
When he had spiked your wine

So when you get here you’ll be processed
Then sent to the basement
I hope it’s not too warm for you 
For it’s an all time placement.

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Beryl Edmonds August 31, 2024 at 8:19 AM Great poetry Terry, amusing and amazing as always… Beryl Terry Flood August 31, 2024 at 3:04 PM Thanks, Beryl. This poem grew to around twice the length but (unusually for me) I pruned it back hard. Glad you liked the end result. Terry

Ilene Bauer August 30, 2024 at 1:44 PM when i read a poem like this one (which could only be written by you!), i feel an overwhelming need to share it with whoever else is around because of its brilliance. love this one, terry! (as usual). as far as the soup asterisks, they drive me absolutely CRAZY!!! Terry Flood August 30, 2024 at 4:12 PM Aw shucks, Ilene. Thanks for your kind comments. I did rather like this one myself. So glad you enjoyed ;-)

Lin Lane August 29, 2024 at 3:43 PM and some of us have our own opinions about several kweer aspects of soup. Terry, even when you write tongue-in-cheek about death of a love and life you make it a smiling feast from appetizer through dessert. Bloody darn woman will roast down in her basement apartment with her life(death)time lease. Terry Flood August 29, 2024 at 3:53 PM Thanks, Lin. Like ‘Bon Voyage’ I took inspiration from one of my favourite Sparks songs, ‘Here In Heaven’. It is so frustrating when you post a poem, then check it over, only to be socked on the jaw by a string of asterisks. Grrr.