A 21st Century American Sonnet : ]

He’d had too many drinks down at the bar.
Should have picked up the phone and called a cab,
Not reached in his pocket his keys to grab.
He made the mistake of driving his car.
The strobe light was flashing under the stars.
Tested his breath in his minature lab.
The officer was a bit of a crab.
Told him to walk but he didn’t get far.

All these simple tests he was bound to fail.
Fate was sealed no matter how much he fussed.
His face went pale as he puked in the pail.
Onlookers watched him with total disgust.
He really wished he wasn’t in this jail.
To get bailed out was an absolute must!

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  • Casey Mack on Oct 31, 2009

    I love the contrast of serious subject and light & rhythmic read, in this.

  • ken bultman on Nov 1, 2009

    Excellent little ditty about a serious subject. The guy got put where he belonged. From covering street crimes I know he will stay there a minimum of 13 hours regardless of how much bond money he has on him. He’s a Saturday night sot.

  • Darla Cooke on Nov 1, 2009

    Very nice poem.

  • magicdarts on Nov 1, 2009

    nicely written, I never really understand why some people seem to think they are above the law when it comes to drink driving- personal responsibility is such an important message

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