Diskette Poems | Examples

Storm Drain Disappearance

I know I should not whine or frivolously fret, 
but I believe I have lost my pet marmoset.
I have also lost a blue barrette, a red tea set, 
and a beautifully carved purple aigrette.
They all went down in the drain, 
putting me in a particularly uncomfortable cold sweat.
I did not mind losing Jeanette, 
a snake who was never an exceptionally kind or loving pet,

I am sad about losing my baby’s bassinet 
and a tiny edge of my bathroom’s finest moquette.
They both fell down the storm drain, 
when I paused to look at my rapidly disappearing tea set
Way down deep in the bowels of the sewer, 
and I am especially sad to lose my pet marmoset.
Here comes another person. 
She has lost a briquette, diskette, 
and a sliver of yellow georgette.

Written 2-28-2019
Contest: Down a Storm Drain Gone Forever
Sponsor: Eve Roper