Sunday, April 6, 2025

Poetic Justice

Good Universe Next Door 


It was her engagement party

Not her first

She thought it had taken

a lot of courage to say

yes a second time

His and her friends were milling

about,  drinks and snacks in hand

The talking reminding her of

a cockatiel convention 

Her girlfriend’s husband patted

her finance on the back saying,

loud enough for all to hear,

“Congrats man, wouldn’t be my

 choice but I’ll bet she’ll be great once

you get past the used part”

There was a noticeable moment of quiet

She felt struck, overwhelmed,  ashamed, 

angry,

What right had he to be so crude and in

front of all their friends too

Bastard

She touched his arm, smiled and 

addressed the room in general,

“Don’t pay him any mind, he’s just jealous

‘cause he’s erectile dysfunctional,

Aren’t you honey”

The group broke out in raucous laughter,

Retaliation was hers

Why did she feel

so crummy?




Ellecee



Inspiration from


Good Universe Next Door


6. Poetic Justice

 Start a poem with someone

 (maybe even you) saying the

 wrong thing (maybe even a terrible

thing) and let the draft deliver some 

kind of poetic justice… even if it’s 

imaginary. 

Let the poem carry intense emotion, 

like rage or shame.





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