Real Poetry

matt and me

I found these Valentine’s poems for married people via the brilliant Cup of Jo and I read every one and I laughed out loud FOR REAL, not in the LOL kind of way.

This one’s my favorite:

When we have children,
They will watch no television.
No screens.
We will be different from those other parents,
And we will take pride in our being better.
Fast-forward seven years,
And it’s Sunday morning,
6 A.M.
Do you know who our friend is?
SpongeBob SquarePants, that’s who.
And, yes, you can have Mentos for breakfast.

I may need to write a few honest poems myself…

Also, we have two wedding anniversaries, and here‘s why.  Romantic -ish!


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One thought on “Real Poetry

  1. Mish

    I like this one the best:

    I’m dreaming.
    But it’s so real.
    A man—is it you?
    It’s Rob, Casey’s husband,
    The one with the Italian accent.
    We’re on the beach and he’s chasing me and I’m laughing.
    He’s so tanned and fit.
    And then . . .
    A terrible smell,
    Like death.
    I’m blinking and awake and your nasty-ass breath is hot on my face.
    You son of a bitch.
    You God-damned son of a bitch.
    Rob, come back.


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