Pug’s Place

I’ve moved all my sites over to my new server now, and one of those was the Choctawhatchee Wordsmiths‘ page. After copying it, I couldn’t resist reading though some of my old poetry on that site and pulling choice bits out to entertain you, my viewers.

First, I want to point you to An ode to loneliness or damaged goods or the futility of waiting too long or not long enough, a poem I wrote for a D&D game. This was the “poem about how to write poetry” which Puggles, the Bard, used to instruct Carmen’s Dwarven Berzerker. One of its gems is undeniably the last stanza:

The emperor had those great new clothes
so people stopped to stare,
the same as when they view this prose –
in either case there’s nothing there.

Along the same lines is a resentment-filled poem titled Unilateral Poetry! (Anything Else is Fluff). This is the product of an interesting writing prompt in my Honors Poetry Writing class and an annoying critique in the same. The prompt was to use the end-words from a famous poem. The critique was that my poetry doesn’t discuss things of the heart, and it could use more ’soul’. The result, I think you will find, is very entertaining. I won’t copy the whole thing into this entry, so read it here.

I also have This Poem Is About Death, a tribute to Mrs. Smith, the IB English teacher who reconstructed my love of our language. She also happens to be the source of my stand-by poetry explanation: “this poem…. is about death.” You can state that about any poem, and This Poem Is About Death proves it:

Happy bunnies bounce
Happily down their cute hill
Into the peaceful sunset.

Many of you have heard stories about my first roommate, Josh (of Josh and the No-Names “fame,” if you listened to his prattle). I’ve even written a poem about him, titled Prisoner of Courtesy.

And then there are things like the Forgetful Limerick:

The Doc said “you have Alzheimer’s.
I’m really sorry, old-timer.”
The patient looked flushed,
And then he seemed crushed,
For Doc offered to send a reminder!

If you’re sick of homework, checking out the Wordsmiths Website again is a very entertaining way to spend some time.

A final note, credit (and blame) for being my Editor-in-chief goes to Lady Vulcan.