Cindi Rockwell Poet Rhyme

I Dropped My Little Brother

I dropped my stupid little brother
Down an open storm drain near our home
And now he’s gone forever, always
And my life is finally my own!

You say you saw me after crying
By that open storm drain near our home?
But those were tears of pure happiness
As I skipped off blissfully alone.

Heartless you are probably thinking
But you sure as heck don’t know my pain
And the God-sent opportunity
When he followed me off in that rain!

See, I am ten and he is just six
I’m grown and he’s a little baby
If he were more grown, mature like me
Then this might not have happened, maybe. 

But every time I went out to play
Of course, he just HAD to tag along
That day I had been to a party
His baby-ish ways were so WRONG!

So when he trailed me home afterwards
Yelling, “Fatty Patty, wait for me”
I saw that the storm drain was opened
And wandered over for a look-see

He couldn’t resist and ran my way
“What is it, Fat Patty?” He wondered.
And seeing his stupid ignorance
My whole inner anger just thundered!

So now I’m in my bed at my home
Waiting for the good news that he’s gone
Practicing my weepy-eyed sad face
So grown-ups can cry and o’er me fawn.

But they’re not coming, that’s so strange
So I peek out into the kitchen
And what I see makes my anger boil
And my left eye, it starts to twitchin’!

There he sits, mummied up in towels
Surrounded by mom, dad, and grown friends
Feeding him cake and cookies and cream
With fawning that likely has no ends!

“If you cannot beat’em, then join’em”
As my mommy just constantly said
So I spend just a sec adjusting
To a now different plan in my head.

I ran from my room hysterical
“Brother, you’re okay” I fairly sobbed
“When I turned around and you were gone
“Well, my lonely sister heart just throbbed.”

“Oh you poor dear,” mom cooed with a hug.
“Here, you need some cake, and hot cocoa?”
“Yes,   please.” I REALLY needed it.
I hugged my bro like I was loco!

I dropped my stupid little brother
Down an open storm drain near our home
He is blackmailing me forever
Now my life will never be my own.

February 25, 2019

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Jan Allison March 22, 2019 at 7:01 PM ypu certainly crossed over to the dark side with this one Cindi,have to admit it made me smile! especially with the twist at the end lol:-) hugs jan xx

Eve Roper March 22, 2019 at 4:07 PM Cindi, thank you for entering my contest. You had clear and fascinating imagery and great rhythm and flow. I sometime wished myself in losing a few of my siblings down a drain even now. Congratulations on your 1st place win. Come and visit me on my blog https://www.poetrysoup.com/poetry/blogs/blog_detail.aspx?BlogID=35331&PoetID=57242 Hugs Eve ~`* Cindi Rockwell March 22, 2019 at 4:39 PM Thanks Eve!

P.S. Awtry February 27, 2019 at 5:00 PM Lol! Written like a big sister! I like to think of childhood as all fairies and innocence but you have reminded me of a little of the darker side. Enjoyed this Cindi! Reads like a winner to me :) Cindi Rockwell February 27, 2019 at 6:03 PM Thank you, my friend! I had three brothers and we were always looking for something to hold over each other’s heads to make them my slave and vice-versa! Lol!