Saturday, 29 March 2008

If only......

Police cordons off the end of the road,
Ambulance parked ready to go,
Firemen poised with hoses in hand,
Neighbours filling their watering cans.

With baited breath they stood for hours,
Black clouds of smoke, withering flowers.
Eyes fixed firmly towards the door,
Wondering if he’ll appear at all.

Finally he stumbles into the crowds,
Slightly dishevelled, and making no sound,
He looks in shock, he needs to rest
Sipping a drink is thought what’s best.

Firemen enter through the back gate,
With caution and care they hesitate,
The sight that meets them comes as a shock,
Backing up slowly, not wanting to stop.

For all the years they attended this street,
Destruction and mayhem is what used to greet,
Trees and fences blackened to ash,
Neighbours panicking, and needing to dash.

This time, devastation is not on the list,
Nothing in danger or burnt to a crisp,
Finally he’s done it, the first time in years,
All around him break out in big cheers.

Sausages and burgers are sizzling well,
The barbeque aroma is all that you smell,
First time in years he’s managed to cook,
Reading the manual is all that it took!!!


ANNA-LYS said...

You are an amazing story-teller by poems, You can really awaken emotions from horrifying to laughing.

You are the best in any test!


Janice Thomson said...

This was hilarious Stacey! I almost choked on my coffee when I read it was just a barbecue! Excellent.
PS: new stuff up at art blog - fractals no less :)

Stacey said...

Oh Anna-Lys, the poet nerd is chuffed with your lovely compliments thank you!! :]
I think its good to experiment with emotions in poetry and if it makes others laugh thats a bonus as well. :-)

Thanks Janice
My intention was to make people laugh when they read this poem but not to make them choke :0 (I will give you a warning to put your coffee down next time)!! ;-)
but am glad that you liked it and found it funny :-)

Anonymous said...

LOL! This really brought a smile to my face, Stacey. It could have been me you're writing about, tho. Thank God my husband is the cook in our family or we'd all starve to death. I think I'll show him your poem and see if he makes any comparisons here. Ha! Thanks for making me laugh. I needed it! Keep up the suspenseful writing..:)

Stacey said...

Ditto - I can't cook either, thank goodness for husbands ;-)(lol)....
I'm pleased it made you laugh and smile :-)

Eric Valentine said...

I love satirical poems, such fun. Good one Stacey.. :)

ANNA-LYS said...

Good day my poet-nerd ;-)
How are You?

Have a lovely week!!!!

(( hugs ))

Stacey said...

Thank you Eric, I'm glad that you enjoyed this poem :-)

Good day to you to Anna-Lys - I am on my way over! ;-)

ozymandiaz said...

What's a manual?

ANNA-LYS said...

Stacey dear, it might be dangerous to wear hats today!!!!!

Lyric4Verse said...

Very have no problem with comments.

Stacey said...

Ozy, you ask me what a manual is,
it's like a .....
shhh Ozy, don't tell anyone but I dont know either ;-)

Anna-Lys, danger or not I will still be wearing my hat ;-)

Rex cox, I am glad you liked this poem, and thank you very much for coming over to my blog :)

ANNA-LYS said...

manuel, MANUEL !!!

Stacey said...

Anna-Lys manual manual= instruction book...
the little booklet that comes with everything,which none of us ever read (I know that I never do) and it ends up in the rubbish bin, and when you realise that you can not figure out how to build that flat pack furniture or BARBEQUE, you realise why its included in every product, and why it should never be binned!! and then the emergency services will never have to be involved (lol) :->

Lyric4Verse said...

Thanks for your acknowledgement, to my comment, and added comment upon my two posts.

Sam!! said...

Well i really dnt have words to praise ur writing.. u really got a power in ur writing dear :)

Keep on going..

Take care

ANNA-LYS said...

Oh I thought Your was shouting after Manuel in "Faulty Towers" ;-)

Have a lovely evening my Poetisa <3

Stacey said...

Thank you very much for your lovely compliments, :-)

Now can you hear me calling, Anna-Lys? {:-) (with a hat on)

goatman said...

Alls wells that ends . . .
with food!
As I look out I see to my glee
There are not five but three pigeons looking at me.

ozymandiaz said...

Excuse me anna-lys. I have two little girls and NEITHER one of them came with a manual. I looked. They came self assymbled but no operating guides or instrucitons.
And there damn sure was no diagnotstics either and I'm pretty sure one of them has a defect. I think its called puberty.

ozymandiaz said...

(so where is the reboot button?)

ANNA-LYS said...

lol @ ozymandiaz
Don't we all look 4 that button, on several occasions :-)

I wish upon You a lovely weekend <3

Stacey said...

Thank you Goatman,
Oh those poor pigeons!!(lol):-)

Ozy-oh if only for a re-boot button, or even better a volume control button!! ;-)

Goodevening Anna-Lys, have a good weekend as well [:->

Dan said...

Very nice touch. I like the surprise ending, and I just cooked some burgers on the grill for the first time this year!

Stacey said...

Hi Dan, glad that your barbeque went well, and that you did not need to call the emergency services (lol) ;->