C. A. Burkett Poet Rhyme

Ow My Shoulder

I’m so sore
Up off the floor
Tripped over the dog gate
Fell against the crate
Reached to stop my fall
Slammed my thumb in the door
Stubbed my toe on the gate
Shooting pains, oh just great
My shoulder sore to the touch
And my toe went crunch
Watched the blood pool up 
All around my thumb
I hobbled over
To get some water
As the sink turned red
I thought with dread
Would my nail fall off?
Then how to apply polish?
But now thinking this over
Yeah ow, my shoulder!

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J. Summers April 3, 2021 at 9:52 PM It nearly hurt just reading this. Hope your better. I enjoyed the poem and found it very descriptive. John C. A. Burkett April 4, 2021 at 12:17 AM Hey I just had to share. I couldn’t believe all that could happen at once and of course I was in a hurry to leave the house. I thought I broke my thumb and my toe! But lucky for me it was just a bloody mess and no broken bones! Glad you enjoyed.

Michael Ellis April 3, 2021 at 9:01 PM And that is just a single day in the life of C.A. Just wait until we get the other 32 chapters. The first few lines were couplets then you changed the patters and the last few lines back to couplets.. A salad of poetry with mixed veggies but your point was well received. You express yourself well. I shall search for more of your poetry C. A. Burkett April 4, 2021 at 12:33 AM Michael, Thanks for stopping by. Yes the book is coming soon, lol. Well maybe just chapters for now. Glad you enjoyed. I only claim to be a rhymer with a constant stream of words flowing out of my hands. They all demand to be written. Which form or pattern they choose is always a surprise.