Learn More

jerry hughes

Rookie - 614 Points (January 4,1931 / a citizen of the world)

RIDDANCE 2007


It came toward me down at wing and heel,
dirty and unkempt, mumbling incoherently.
Instinctively I reached into my pocket for some coins.
It read my action saying, 'I don't deserve your sympathy,
it's been my fault entirely.'
'What's your name? ' I asked a bit perplexed.
'Annus Horribilis, ' it replied.

Submitted: Saturday, January 05, 2008
Edited: Sunday, January 06, 2008

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

What do you think this poem is about?



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (RIDDANCE 2007 by jerry hughes )

Enter the verification code :

  • Rookie Lauren Watkins (1/7/2008 7:26:00 PM)

    Ah Jerry... thats such a sad way to look at the past year. I have to agree with Allie, we got rid of Howard, and did it in a rather spectacular fashion, so there is no way we can say the year was all bad. Still, lets hope 2008 is a better year yet. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Alison Cassidy (1/5/2008 4:50:00 PM)

    Who but Jerry Hughes could have penned this title? And who but Jerry Hughes would offer the reader the wit, angst and economy of words that followed it. Come on Jerry, it wasn't that bad. We did get rid of the Howard Government, remember? love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ (Report) Reply

Read all 3 comments »

PoemHunter.com Updates

New Poems

  1. Music, Fatima Nusairat
  2. what swanky sap is this?, Mandolyn ...
  3. Natural, David Chap Bottoms
  4. I end poem, hasmukh amathalal
  5. here's my armadillo, now get me a pillow.., Mandolyn ...
  6. A, Vera Sidhwa
  7. With her ability, hasmukh amathalal
  8. Inhuman way, hasmukh amathalal
  9. THERE IS…, michael walkerjohn
  10. My words, hasmukh amathalal

Poem of the Day

poet Sir Thomas Wyatt

Farewell love and all thy laws forever;
Thy baited hooks shall tangle me no more.
Senec and Plato call me from thy lore
To perfect wealth, my wit for to endeavour.
...... Read complete »

   

Member Poem

Trending Poems

Trending Poets

[Hata Bildir]