My Bully

From Robert Lee Brewer’s Write Better Poetry blog:

For today’s prompt, write a villain poem. You could write a persona poem from the perspective of a popular villain (like Count Dracula, Thanos, or Dolores Umbridge). Or write a poem with a person doing a villainous thing (like eating the last piece of pie or littering). As always, have fun with it.

My Bully

I ran but he was faster
then turf struck my face
and a muscular arm locked
itself around my neck.

This must be how the mouse
feels after the pounce.

Heart thumping like a flat tire,
I didn’t struggle as he pulled
my Road Runner lunchbox
from trembling fingers.

As a short chubby boy,
I was more than willing to break the code
of the schoolyard and tattle.

The vice principal told my bully
to give it back and he did,
without protest.

But I now doubt it was about theft
and wonder what would have happened
if I hadn’t run.

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14 Responses to My Bully

  1. Cassa Bassa says:

    I deapise bullies and I fought them hard when I was little.

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  2. Fight or flight and you only have moments to decide. ❤👩‍🦰❤

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  3. JeanMarie says:

    Oh now that is an intriguing question at the end. I’ve read that many bullies turn coward when confronted.

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  4. Lisa Tomey says:

    That last line…makes one ponder.

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  5. Ginsburg-esque! Excellent!

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