Courtney Hubbert Poet Rhyme

Coin-Operated Despair

The vending machine, though filled to the brim 
now stands with a sign, my joy growing dim 
out of order it reads, my heart does break 
my cravings increase, my tummy it aches  

The machine that once brought me such delight 
Now brings forth frustration and wicked spite 
The products it holds are now out of reach 
Leaving me feeling sad, empty, and weak 

The coins I spent before seeing the sign 
Money I wasted, my wallet does pine 
Cruel vending machine, I think I may cry 
From the hunger and thirst, surely I’ll die 

But still, I have hope in my shattered heart 
In the future when this machine will start 
Dispensing the treats that I love to eat
Look— a working machine I’ve yet to meet!

*I wrote this poem on January 26, 2024, as part of a ’30 days of poetry’ January challenge. This was day 26 and the prompt was: Write about your feelings when there is an out-of-order sign on a vending machine.

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Daniel Henry Rodgers February 28, 2024 at 5:10 AM Dear Courtney, Your poem is a hilarious take on everyday frustrations! The unexpected "out of order" sign and the escalating emotions are relatable in a way that makes us chuckle. With the discovery of a working machine, the shift from despair to hope at the end is a perfect touch. Very creative and relatable. - Blessings, Daniel Courtney Hubbert February 29, 2024 at 8:43 AM Thank you Sir. It was a fun, silly poem to write.