Boomerang

A fairy tale without fairies. Art of girl by my daughter, Lori. Zombatar, computer generated by my son, Eric. Photo of cute boy from public domain.

Boomerang

This day so bleak
Upon my cheek
A salty tear I taste.
Feel like a freak
Because some geek
Said something rude in haste.

I hear the creak
Of floorboard speak
And turn to see a friend
Who didn't seek
On me to sneak
But wanted to defend.

The plan was sleek
'Twas quite unique
The brainstorm my friend had.
Such grand technique
I gave a shriek!
Its genius made me glad.

At full moon's peak
With clouds oblique
My friend swore this would work.
Hold this antique
The spell bespeak
And bind it on this jerk.

Turn back to geek
His foul critique,
That slimes you with such names.
Should he dare speak
This spell's mystique
Will boomerang his games.

With such a tweak
Then he will squeak
Next time he calls you sow.
He'll squeal, that geek
Instead of speak.
Yes, he'll be sorry now.

Oh lucky streak!
Here comes that geek
I cover mouth with hand
To stifle leak
of gloating speak
Because of scheme so grand.

"Hello, Monique."
With ruddy cheek
And smirk upon his face.
That silly geek
Did kindly speak!
So awful my disgrace!

Each word did seek
To change that geek
With comments meant for me.
"NO!" I did shriek
For spell unique
Made him handsome as could be!

Reviews

[Boldpen]

Nice poem.
The story displayed through this write was very grasping and message casting.
the words made it very enjoyable to read. Great job!