Hiya. So I had this assignment for creative writing to write a poem that starts with “I am writing this letter to tell you…” and mine I thought was kind of funny so I have decided to post it.
I am writing this letter to you to tell you that I’m sorry
I never meant for you to get hurt, and I’m sad that I’ve lost a friend
I didn’t mean for it to happen, it just did
I wasn’t paying attention, and when
I finally was, it was much too late to save you
I crashed into the pole, and down you went
I was more worried about my pounding forehead than you to be quite honest; though
I recovered from the pounding in my forehead quickly enough and when
I looked down at the ground and
I saw you just laying there on the ground looking so helpless and sad
I was sad myself
I wiped away a tear and nodded sadly in acknowledgement,
I refused to be the girl who was always in denial.
I put myself back together, gave you one last final look, and then
I walked back into the shop and bought another one
I felt sad that I had wasted my money, but
I felt more sad for you
I had caused this pain that you felt, and that disappointed me greatly
I finally walked away from your pathetic form on the ground
I knew that the new one could never replace you.
I walked away licking my new ice cream cone
I don’t really know what that was. We’re learning about satire in English and so I’ve written a few of these really dramatic and whiny poems.
Do you want to see my Alarm Clock one? Leave a comment if you do!
Thanks for reading anyways,
Poor ice cream.
Poor forehead.
Poor pole.
Sure, I’m up for an alarm clock poem. It might startle me awake.
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I’m feeling more sympathetic to the ice cream, it’s more useful than a forehead or a pole (um, hello, yum!!!) And my alarm clock poem will definitely wake you up
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