New mommy in town was different other moms, no grace
She wore some kind of a hood that hid her secretive face
Concealed her baby, would not let any of us see
Sometimes angled in front of its face, a live bumblebee
We other moms kept away from her at the store or park.
Heard she tore wings off of butterflies for a lark.
The rumors got worse the longer she stayed around.
She is horrible I told everyone with gestures and sound.
You don’t even know her! My neighbor chastised me.
But I have heard the rumors, I told her most snottily.
Have you seen that bumblebee for yourself? she asked.
I don’t have to I told her rudely, diving back into my flask.
Categories:
snottily, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Quatrain
She would not understand specificity
If it bit her in the ****,
If it smacked her in the eye, or if it
Rolled her around in a bed.
“All green-eyed people have fat legs,” she says.
What about her? I ask.
“She is the exception,” she states, generalizing everyone.
“All caramel haired people wear beanies.”
What about that one? I point out.
“His must have blown off.”
She would not understand specificity
If it struck her cheek,
or double cheeks,
or ran over her foot in a car.
“All size 9 people wear open-toed shoes.”
Even in the winter? I ask.
“Especially in the winter,” she explains.
Has generalizing people ever worked for you? I ask snottily.
“Of course,” she replies. “I am a people expert.”
Specificity, a words she will never learn or fully-know.
Written: 4-27-2019
Contest: Specificity
Sheri Fresonke Harper
Categories:
snottily, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Light Verse
He had better be dead I told friends,
Making them smile, from ends to ends.
They thought I was being hilarious
I was truly, frankly being serious
He did not help at all, I informed them haughtily.
I was on a roll now, telling them a little bit snottily.
"You had better be dead!" I yelled to his false-acting back.
He was deep-snoring, his lying pretending to be asleep act.
I was on a roll now, entertaining my table and the next two.
Come on! A perfect stranger yelled. "What did you do?"
The place had stopped eating. It was all about me.
I have not done it yet, I informed her. But I will about three.
They followed me home, six tables of strangers and me.
They wanted to see, how assertive and mean I could be.
I put them in cages, and strung them up by their toes.
You should not follow strangers, as everyone knows!
Categories:
snottily, 3rd grade, 4th grade,
Form: Rhyme
If I had the whole day to myself, I would paint all day.
I would paint dragons, unicorns, turtles, peacocks, and fat cats.
I would paint with purple, orange, blue, yellow, red, and green neon.
Satisfied, when I went to bed, for I would start six new paintings!
Myself laughs at myself. Like today? She queries, snottily.
Not today, I admit, irritated that she is about to out me to me.
What stopped you?
Seven seasons of Law and Order, that I did not even enjoy
Held me hostage in a chair, eating bags of chips that I also did not
enjoy. I spent a whole day in a recliner, in fuzzy pajamas, not doing anything that made me feel good in any way.
Thanks for the reminder, I say. I look at the clock. It is 9:48 p.m.
Probably too late to do anything about it now. Tomorrow I promise.
Knowing I am lying.
Categories:
snottily, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse