surprise landing.
A sonnet, by Melisa LuntÂ
In Mexico we rode the local bus.
It cost just one peso for the fun ride.
The people welcomed us without a fuss;
We sat together smiling side by side.
The woman in the back, she caught our eyes.
She looked so green and in a lot of pain.
What happened next, I’m sure you can surmise,
I’ll tell you this: it really left a stain.
Her sick projected forth in shades of pink;
And splattered walls and windows and her seat.
That was the worst of it or so you’d think;
But then it landed squarely on my feet.
I didn’t know I had the skills to fly…
We took a taxi home, I will not lie!
I wrote this sonnet for a weekly writing contest over at yeahwrite.me – an amazing community for bloggers who write and writers who blog. Check ‘em out and read happy!
That was a fun trip, well, except for that part.
Yes, that part was a little dicey. And smelly. Otherwise, good times fo sho.
Ah you are so clever! Sounds like a memory to keep distant…only now you’ve immortalized it in a sonnet…
Ha! Ew. I’m guessing this is based on a real event?
Unfortunately, YES. I am a VOMIT MAGNET.
blech.
Oh, ewwww… Stranger barf… Yuck….
I come unhinged when my own flesh and blood puke, but stranger yack? I draw the line…
Somewhere in Florida a shuttle bus driver is writing a poem about my sick. Poor guy.
Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. I mean. Nicely done. But Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.
Man! You’re good! I can see it happening, too, because I’ve been on those crowded Mexican buses. So hot and no shocks! Fantastic!
I love how you turned an icky event turned into a fun rhyme. Loved the sonnet format. I envy your rhyming and rhythm skills.