Sally,
I don't enjoy humorous poetry as much as some, but I like this a lot and
apart from the typos, easily remedied with a quick whiz with the
spell-checker, it's very neatly put together. Every cloud has a
..............positive spin. Still those nasty vandals could do with a good
talking too and it sounds like they got off lightly. Also, let's hope the
narrator doesn't get blamed for having a flammable shed.
I note a build up of negatives in the last stanza that detracts from the
neatness of the poem a little.
BW
Colin
----- Original Message -----
From: "Sally Evans" <[log in to unmask]>
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Sent: Tuesday, February 03, 2004 9:01 AM
Subject: New sub: poetic justice
> Hardly a poem - more like an apology for absence
>
> Poetic justice
>
> When your garden
> shed burns down,
> huge firemen ome
> in darkness with
> their flashing vehicles
> and hose it down
> to crumbling charcoal
> smouldering and wet
>
> it is not poetic
>
> yet when you tot up
> the little damage -
> twice demoted
> storage units,
> empty flowerpots,
> thigns for the tip,
> you smile rueefully,
> and readily admit
>
> it is not tragic.
>
> and when you consider
> the inprovement to the garden
> aaaschitecture, and that
> one less ugly shed
> exists in the world
> and y our boat wasn't in it
> you almost feel like
> going out sepcially
>
> to thank the vandals
>
> but you don't because
> you don't suppose
> they guessed you weren't fussed
> for that old pushbike
> or knew in adcaance
> you didn't realise
> you liked th egarden
> better without the shed -
>
> poetic justice.
>
> Sally Evans
>
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