Brookwrite

"Toto?"

I was standing one Kansas day
playing xylophone when up
arose a mighty cyclone
I tried to find a telephone
then settled for a mega-
phone but the storm
took a much darker
tone and I was
sucked into the
twilight zone
by a funnel
shaped
like an
ice
cream
cone

I hadn't done my poetry assignment. Of course, I was called on first to read. I admitted I had nothing.

The assignment was to quickly pick seven rhyming words, no thought or strategy, then write a poem from them.

As others read theirs, I did the exercise. At the end I asked to read mine. The prof reminded that I hadn't done the assignment, I said I just did it then. He said sure.

I read this poem aloud. He looked at me, then asked, "you just wrote that right now?"

"Yes."

After a pause he said, "I hate you," and put his head on the desk in his arms, telling everyone to leave.

Proudest writing moment of my life.