Presented in response to the May 10th prompt from Big Tent Poetry, which suggested “be playful! Let the sound of the words carry the weight (of the poem)” — so here is my playful poem of sounds…
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ACHOO!
exploded in the quiet room
followed by a couple loud sniffs
cover your mouth
I blurted in a whisper
before I bonk you on the noggin
he crackled with disdain
clicked the snap on his backpack open
and with a clunk and a clatter
surprisingly retrieved a tissue pack
from the cluttered contents
looking at me like I was cuckoo
he flicked one out
as a second fluttered to the floor
I growled my disapproval
he just giggled
honked his hooter
and hissed defiantly
jangling the keys
he had also pulled out
I knocked them from his hand
back into his backpack
and mumbled at him to hush up
and settle down
he murmured something unintelligible
rattling his pack shut
and plopping it back on the floor
I shushed him again
and started to slowly sizzle
suddenly I hear slurping
as he is sucking a soda
through a straw
splashing the liquid
over the ice
as he swirls and shakes his paper cup
I snap
and shout
shut up
thumping my fists on my knees
suddenly
everyone is eyeing me
I hear the lady next to me
going tsk tsk
like I’m the problem
it was all I could do
not to whip around in my seat
and whack her
yikes I thought
enough is enough
so I hopped to my feet
zipped my coat
grabbed him by the hand
and zoomed us out of there
into the car
slamming the driver’s door
and vrooooom
sped us home
never again I snorted
never again will I take you
little brother
to the movies
he just whipped on his iPod
began humming to his tunes
and ZAP…
flipped me off
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