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FLATULENCE

 I made the mistake of partaking of beans
the other day.

And to my dismay,
they had much to say

I was sitting on a wooden chair,
and then I realized, I must move somewhere.

For I cannot allow them to
converse on a wooden chair.

And what would I do
When the conversation began to stink?

I must keep them silent,
For what would people think?

Of my topic,
there could only be one end.

To go sit with the boys,
and blame it on them.
 

— Linda Moses, Jul 09, 2008

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Region, Country: Texas, USA

Favorite Poets: rethinking this. have recently started reading the works of some of the greats, I will comment later

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Barbara Writes

Barbara Writes

17 years 11 months ago

Linda

Smiles:) Barbara my oldest sis name is Linda Moses. Beans and fart common occurrence, I love beans too. rhythm stumble a bit in the first two lines and in the last two lines, but your image is good and title is great. your theme is good and the internal logic is constant. your language was also good. It was a overall good poem.
Linda Moses

Linda Moses

17 years 11 months ago

beans

I changed the first two lines, but undecided what to do with the last 2 lines
Barbara Writes

Barbara Writes

17 years 11 months ago

Linda

Smiles:) Barbara thanks for considering me my suggestion. the last line is good. maybe, offend everyone instead
themoonman

themoonman

17 years 11 months ago

Hi Linda...

liked your poem... I see you are considering changing it a bit, well, maybe your character could get the idea to go sit with the men... I really loved it until the end.. that line seemed forced. but enjoyed the read and glad I could do it from a distance..lol. Richard
Rett

Rett

17 years 11 months ago

Now I know

Why women never flatulate, they just get with the guys and blame us. You gave away the secret. I found this a moving poem. Matter of fact I am moving as far away as I can. *G* Rett: "At twenty, if you are not a Liberal, you have no heart. At Thirty, if you are not a Conservative, you have no brain." Winston Churchill
Kailashana

Kailashana

17 years 11 months ago

Rhett, I live alone, all the

Rhett, I live alone, all the windows are open, and I just laughed out loud.. really really loudly. My neighbors must think I am crazy... unfortunately I live close enough to hear them fart...and I never know who is to blame. Smile. Thanks for this poem Linda... Made *my* day.... ~Anna
infinite_dwarf

infinite_dwarf

17 years 11 months ago

OMG

This is hysterical. ~Jess K. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ ~"Save the trees, wipe your ass with an owl..." ~"The grass may be greener on the other side, but it still needs to be mowed..."
infinite_dwarf

infinite_dwarf

17 years 10 months ago

Linda

Just had to come back to this one. I hope you entered this into the contest, as it definitely fits the requirements. Poor Atticus, he has to pinch his eyes in his picture because they're burning! (lol, just kidding) btw, that wolf is flippin' stunning! ~Jess ---------------------------------------------------- "Maybe in your vision, you've seen how omniscient is slightly less than divine. Cut the telephone lines, and the story's the same." - Ripplin' Waters (Nitty Gritty Dirt Band)

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