"Chops" - poem.

 
  •  " Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines he wrote a poem 
And he call it "Chops" 
because that was the name of his dog 
And that's what it was all about 
And his teacher gave him an A 
and a gold star 
And his mother hung it on the kitchen door 
and read it to his aunts 
That was the year Father Tracy 
took all the kids to the zoo 
And let them sing on the bus 
And his little sister was born 
with tiny toenails and no hair 
And his mother and father kissed a lot 
And the girl around the corner sent him a 
Valentine signed with a row of X's 
and he had to ask his father what the X's meant 
And his father always tucked him in bed at night 
And was always there to do it
 
 
  • Once on a piece of white paper with blue lines 
he wrote a poem 
And he called it "Autumn" 
because that was the name of the season 
And that's what it was all about 
And his teacher gave him an A 
and asked him to write more clearly 
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door 
because of its new paint 
And kids told him 
that Father Tracy smoked cigars 
And left butts on the pews 
And sometimes they would burn holes 
That was the year his sister got glasses 
with thick lenses and black frames 
And the girl around the corner laughed 
when he asked her to go see Santa Claus 
And the kids told him why 
his mother and father kissed a lot 
And his father never tucked him in bed at night 
And his father got mad 
when he cried for him to do it
 
  • Once on a paper torn from his notebook 
he wrote a poem 
And called it "Innocence: A Question" 
because that was the question about his girl 
And that's what it was all about 
And his professor gave him an A 
and a strange steady look 
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door 
because he never showed her 
And that was the year Father Tracy died 
And he forgot how the end 
of the Apostle's Creed went 
And he caught his sister 
making out on the back porch 
And his mother and father never kissed 
or even talked 
And the girl around the corner 
wore too much makeup 
That made him cough when he kissed her 
but he kissed her anyway 
because that was the thing to do 
And at three A.M. he tucked himself into bed 
his father snoring soundly
 
  • That's why on the back of a brown paper bag 
he tried another poem 
And he called it "Absolutely Nothing" 
Because that's what it was really all about 
And he gave himself an A 
and a slash on each damned wrist 
And he hung it on the bathroom door 
because this time he didn't think 
he could reach the kitchen. "
 
 
 
  • That poem is not mine, it is from the perks of being a wallflower and was written by Stephen Chbosky. I honestly think it is perfect. My love for poetry has only since came when I read the book. It is flawless. I recommend you all read the book and watch the film.  Katie x