Anne-Marie Coreggia Poet Free verse

C'Est La Vie, Billy

C’est la vie, Billy!

   His cheeks a deep scarlet, 
     His jaw tightened in an eerie grin,
        He stands, rooted to the spot
              While the snot in his nose
	          Like a long gooey
		      Streak of
			  Chewing-gum
				Slowly comes dripping 
					Onto his dappled T-shirt,
                            
      and his eyes, like dazzling agates,
             Fixedly follow the interminable course of
	           The red rubbery ball
                       As the projectile
                          In a deafening clash,
	                     Smashes the headmaster’s office window.

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Mpho Kgaswane May 23, 2017 at 6:36 AM Lovely poem and interesting format. Regards. Mpho Kgaswane Anne-Marie Coreggia May 23, 2017 at 10:18 PM Thank you so much for your comment Mpho Kgaswane:)

Kim Rodrigues April 26, 2017 at 10:19 AM Hilarious! Greatly entertaining! Love the title too...anything french...oui! Oui! Anne-Marie Coreggia April 26, 2017 at 3:25 PM I am so glad you enjoyed it Kim:)

James Inman April 22, 2017 at 7:12 AM Wonderful imagery. Anne-Marie Coreggia April 23, 2017 at 6:48 AM I thought the imagery was a bit overdone, but it kept it because is reinforced the ending:)

Debbie Duncan April 12, 2017 at 4:49 PM You put this together so well, 7 for sure. I hate the thought of a snotty nose. Reminds me of the books my 9-year-old granddaughter reads: Diary of A Wimpy Kid :) Anne-Marie Coreggia April 15, 2017 at 11:52 AM Thank you so much Debbie. Yeah, my kid used to read this series as well; my poem was inspired by my little brother who was in constant trouble:)

Joseph C Ogbonna March 29, 2017 at 4:18 AM This is ingeniously constructed. Keep it up. Anne-Marie Coreggia March 29, 2017 at 5:38 AM Thank you Joseph. I wrote this a very long time ago for fun. By the way, I just started reading your poetry so let me not linger here, I have many more of your poems to read, and they are truly a treat:)

Rita Solis Radius March 16, 2017 at 4:17 AM Very gOod! Oh, Billy...listen...c'est la vie!! Perfect! Rita. Anne-Marie Coreggia March 16, 2017 at 6:31 AM I'm glad you liked it Rita:) Amicalement

Maria Williams March 15, 2017 at 9:02 AM Wow - have I seen that scene many times before - Red faced Headmaster and mortified boy - Ah the memories and empathy of a observer - you have made me live that scene captured so vividly. Anne-Marie Coreggia March 15, 2017 at 11:19 AM I'm glad it spoke to you Maria. Amitiés

Lisa Ricci March 15, 2017 at 7:11 AM Good Morning Anne-Marie. Wow and Wow again. Need I say more. First your words and thoughts are very expressive with passion. Second your formatting layout and execution are marvelous. Well done throughout. Such expression and power. Anne-Marie Coreggia March 15, 2017 at 8:00 AM Lisa, I am at a loss for words so I will simply say: thank you from the bottom of my heart.

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart March 14, 2017 at 8:17 PM Fabulous descriptive write ;) (I have an overdeveloped wretch reflex and you almost set it off- this a compliment to your craft) xomo Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart March 15, 2017 at 9:32 AM Oui oui! I am impressed by all art which invokes an emotional response, regardless of the nature of that response... "meh" is the worst ;) Anne-Marie Coreggia March 15, 2017 at 7:53 AM Maureen, I will indeed take it as a compliment because isn't poetry supposed to move you in some way?:)