Boise Poetry Slam

Thank you

Thanks for letting me participate tonight

A lady came to me before I got up here

And said that she really loved my poem

Called Boise Poetry Slam

Which is weird because

This is my first time here at the Boise Poetry Slam

It's also a bit strange because

I haven't finished that poem yet

Here is a poem I wrote called Boise Poetry Slam

We had finally sold the house and were moving out of state

To our new house in Boise. With all of our earthly possessions in the trailer

Kids loaded up in the van

The boy buckled in and told his mom,

“No mommy, I can do it myself”

Pulling out of the driveway and heading down the street

We picked up a hitchhiker heading for Boise

Said his name was Mr. Coleman and he was a jazzman

He had a saxophone in his hand

And said he really loved my poem

Called Boise Poetry Slam

Which was weird because I hadn't started it yet

He assured me that I would be listening to his music

When I wrote these lines

After the long drive we made it to Boise

We decided to unpack later and instead

Head to the Boise Poetry Slam

Thank you

Thanks for letting me get up here tonight

A lady approached me before the show

And said that she really loved my poem

Called Boise Poetry Slam

Which is weird because

This is my first time here at the Boise Poetry Slam

It's also a bit strange because

I haven't finished that poem yet

Here is a poem I wrote called Boise Poetry Slam

We had finally sold the house and were moving out of state

To our new house in Boise. With all of our earthly possessions in the trailer

Kids loaded up in the van

The boy buckled in and told his mom,

“No mommy, I can do it myself”

Pulling out of the driveway and heading down the street

We picked up a traveler heading for Boise

His name was Mr. Hofstadter and in his hand he carried an old tobacco pipe

He said, “This is not a pipe”

And said he really loved my poem

Called Boise Poetry Slam

Which was weird because it wasn't written yet

Checked my notes and found I had put his name down as David

Which wasn't right

After the long drive we finally made it to Boise

We decided to unpack later and instead

Head to the Boise Poetry Slam