Walter, rather publicly, proclaimed he would read a book a night for the rest of his life. That afternoon the doctor said he only had one day left to live. He was quite relieved, actually.

© Carl Burkitt 2019

This poem is part of a challenge for National Poetry Writing Month 2019 – a poem a day celebrating an interesting US national day.

Jack swapped his cow for some jelly beans. He ate them, instead of planting them, and a giant jelly beanstalk burst out of his stomach and into the sky, killing him instantly.

© Carl Burkitt 2019

This poem is part of a challenge for National Poetry Writing Month 2019 – a poem a day celebrating an interesting US national day.

“To be fair, bulldogs are bloody beautiful.” While an incredibly honest answer, Bruce’s response did not endear himself to the jury as much as he’d hoped.

© Carl Burkitt 2019

This poem is part of a challenge for National Poetry Writing Month 2019 – a poem a day celebrating an interesting US national day.

“ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY!” yelled Audrey, for the twelfth time that day. She really was an annoying auctioneer.

© Carl Burkitt 2019

This poem is part of a challenge for National Poetry Writing Month 2019 – a poem a day celebrating an interesting US national day.

Gary ate 143 cloves of raw garlic. It was a pretty extreme measure, but he was just so desperate for some time alone.

© Carl Burkitt 2019

This poem is part of a challenge for National Poetry Writing Month 2019 – a poem a day celebrating an interesting US national day.