11-02-2022, 03:41 AM
(11-02-2022, 01:28 AM)Mark A Becker Wrote: ChivalryHas this ever happened to anyone, ever? And how have you managed to make yourself/the narrator come off as the prick in this situation? And is this even a poem, or the ramblings of a man that hasn't quite made his mark on the world?
"May I?" she asked
as she walked up to the picnic table
with her lunch bag and drink.
"Sure."
She seemed pleasant enough
until a bee landed near my hand.
Suddendly she shouted, "KILL IT!"
"Why?'"
"Because I'm afraid of it!"
"So, you kill it."
"But you're the man."
"And it's just a little bee."
"Please," she implored,
offering helpless doe eyes.
"I'm still not killing it."
She jumped up to leave
saying, "some man you are."
I didn't reply
as she walked away
with that bee
on the straw of her drink.
As she disappeared
around the corner
I couldn't help but chuckle
when I heard her shrieks of terror.
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Here's a more interesting edit...
"May I?" she asked
as she walked up to the picnic table
with her lunch bag and drink.
—Sure.
A bee landed near my hand.
Suddenly she shouted,
—KILL IT!
I shooed it away.
And all was right with the world.

