Saturday December 3rd, 2011

The exercise:

A four line poem about: the antique shop.

Kat and I were planning on going bowling with our farming friends this evening, but when we arrived at the alley they were closed for a private function. Rather disappointed, but we still had a good time hanging out and having drinks.

Still haven't managed to go bowling here yet though. Getting a little ridiculous.

Mine:

Twilight, Biebs, Pokemon?
This garbage is not what I seek!
These bloody teenagers
Don't know the meaning of antique.

4 comments:

Greg said...

I'm pretty sure Pokémon is almost antique these days, wasn't it really an eighties thing? As for the other two... I thought you were trying to reject pop culture out there on your farm? :-P
Well, you know, you're not the only one who can reference this culture...

The Antique shop
Lady Gaga in the antiques shop?
She's buying chamberpots and a chair.
She sees me staring and she shrugs a little,
"For my next show, this is what I'll wear!"

PS Bowling alleys do seem quite popular for private functions these days, don't they? There's a couple in London that have private rooms with a couple of lanes you can hire like that.

writebite said...

The Antique Shop

old irons, a grandfather clock
crystal goblets, a child run amok
rose gold hat pins, all take stock
old ghosts find voice in the antique shop

Aaron said...

Greg do play skittles? I remember playing it behind a pub when I visited England when I was a boy. All we have is bowling in america
Anyways here's what I got. 2 poems

We turned the old couple's house
Into an antique store
The couple had died in a house
filled with old things

When shopping for antiques
One must hunt, eat, and sleep
Hunt treasure eat critiques
And sleep..............hEh WHat!?

Marc said...

Greg - I could quite easily picture Lady Gaga in that scene, saying exactly that.

Writebite - love that final line. Very nicely done.

Aaron - I quite like your first one. Could see a fun little story developing out of that...