Deloris Booher Poet Rhyme

Typewriter

Click, click, click. 
There it goes again. 
That horrid tick. 
It's louder than the rain.
Here I sit by the fire
Hoping to enjoy a good book.
But no, she feels the need to inspire
With words of wisdom and strategic rooks.
Zip, the sound of the paper being pulled out, bounces down the hall.
Click, click, click. Caching.
I wish that roller would come loose and fall.
Ow, my head is aching.
Silence! Is she done? Can I blink?
No, she threw the paper in the waste bin, which made a loud thud.
That thing is so loud I can't hear myself think.
Oh, how I just want to throw it in the mud.

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Poet Destroyer A April 2, 2016 at 1:57 AM deloris booher, you've expressed yourself well, I enjoyed your poem. Please keep writing and sharing your poetry XOX ~LINDA~

Skat A August 19, 2015 at 12:14 AM Deloris, I like this very much SKAT