Day Nine of NaPoWriMo. *

Today’s prompt:
” write a “concrete” poem – a poem in which the lines and words are organized to take a shape that reflects in some way the theme of the poem. “

As my bathroom remodel drags on, I have spent some sleepless nights worrying about things like p traps and wax ring seals and waterproof caulk. So today’s poem is a reflection of that. Herewith,

Plumb Tired

I couldn’t sleep a wink last night
as I lay in my bed.
The drip, drip, drip of piped in thoughts
were swirling through my head.

My bathroom is a shambles
since I tried to fix some leaks.
What started out a simple task
has now turned into weeks.

The toilet out, a new floor laid,
the sink restored to white.
I’m flushed with pride, the leaks subside.
Perhaps tonight I’ll sleep.

*National Poetry Writing Month, Day Nine