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"This Charlie Brown Suit Ain't a Halloween Costume"
by Max PhineasThis is, this is
the Bad Luck Shuffle.
Face to the wind I run
Ignoring history and trusting the world
feet a blur
race toward that gleaming pigskin.
So close, too
Pace is perfect
gait is square
But just as I take
A long swipe at air
Destiny yanks away that ball
and I'm flat on my back once more.
Gazing at the sky for an answer
The sun snickers and says
"Maybe next time." 10/23/2008 Author's Note: A semi-comical, fully autobiographical, completely "borrowed" plot.
Posted on 10/23/2008
Copyright © 2024 Max Phineas
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 10/23/08 at 06:02 AM It's awesome work, any way you go about it. |
| Posted by David Hill on 10/23/08 at 02:11 PM Callie, in the words of the great Lucy Van Pelt, "Of all the Charlie Browns in the world, you're the Charlie Brownest." Fun idea and well executed. |
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