The Weekly Terrible Poetry Contest – Open Topic

I am so proud to announce that I won the terrible poetry contest this week and I reckon it was a close thing.

Do yourself a favor and check out all the great work here and perhaps join Chelsea tomorrow for the next instalment.

open topic

An ode to a piece of driftwood

Luke was like a piece of driftwood

He floated his way into my life

And marooned himself on my stretch

Of the beach

He lay there salient

Watchful, still

He didn’t leave

It was kind of disturbing

I considered starting a fire

I considered tossing him back in

I considered getting my dog to poop

next to him, but in the end

being driftwood

I walked round him

Then the tide came in and

He drifted out again

Days passed

Honestly I didn’t notice he was


But that’s what driftwood is like


Just like Luke


… (Pause here to blow a raspberry)

© Deb Whittam 2019

The Weekly Terrible Poetry Contest #24