Sonnet: Turn It Off, Then On Again

“Have you tried turning it off, then back on?”
“Aye son, gonnae help me fix ma TV?”
“Okay. Can you tell me what you can see?”
“A cannae see a ‘hing. The pictures goan.”

“Can you see the serial number shown?”
“Ye mean they daft scribbles? They’re far too wee.
Ah thought you said you were goin’ tae help me?”
“It’s harder to do sir over the phone.”

“No like ma auld yin, I’m telling ye that.”
“Wait, when exactly did your old TV break?”
“Last week, and this new wan’s too bloody flat.”
“Sir, I think I might have found the mistake…”

“Oh aye, and what might that be Sonny-Jim?”
“Can I please just check…have you plugged it in?”

 

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Villanelle: Holding a Child

Does the fear of holding a child reside in others as it does myself

Resisting responsibility to provide protection

An unread book gathering dust on a shelf

 

To never father a child is like an unspent wealth

Yet I am not ready to provide beyond my preservation

Does the fear of holding a child reside in others as it does myself

 

A desire to live; impaired by ill-health

A dream, which becomes a nightmare through repetition

An unread book gathering dust on a shelf

 

A provider that gives by destroying itself

The parent who puts their own needs last in preparation

Does the fear of holding a child reside in others as it does myself

 

Destruction delivered by means of stealth

Is it better to have had and lost in devastation

Does the fear of holding a child reside in others as it does myself

An unread book gathering dust on a shelf. 

 

2019©DSCoremans

 

To see this poem being read, check out my Youtube Channel by following the link: https://youtu.be/RLXDn2Vpcb4

 

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