Monday, 7 September, 2009
I found it extremely humorous that while washing dishes yesterday, the following limerick, on the subject of our dish towel, suddenly jumped into my head. I blame high school poetry.
There once was a towel in the kitchen.
Its blue and white pattern was bitchin’.
It dried all of the plates
From which we then ate;
All without busting the stitchin’.
Sunday, 6 September, 2009
Finishing up the series started here and continued here, here are the last of the poems that I found from my high school days. (more…)
Friday, 4 September, 2009
A few more poems written in my high school creative writing class. The premise of this series was explained here and today’s installment contains more “imitative poetry” including two somewhat less sarcastic poems I wrote on the subject of some of my friends who were taking the class. (more…)
Thursday, 3 September, 2009
I’m not usually a super big fan of poetry (there are typically not enough rules for my taste and I get yelled at if I make everything rhyme), but when I was a senior in high school I took a creative writing class. Much fruit was borne of it, including a short video some friends and I made about two guys liking the same girl and getting their frustration out over a game of Primal Rage, a fifteen minute musical about a man in search of the world’s perfect chair (SB Theatre: Produce Loveseat. It’s a cash cow.), and indeed some poetry. The caveat with the following is that almost every single poetry assignment turned into an opportunity to poke fun at the teacher and her insistence that we be serious about poetry (before you get mad at me for haranguing my teacher, please know that she was no pushover – anything we dished out she gave back).
Most of our poetry assignments were “imitative poetry” things, where we had to read a particular poem and write a poem in a similar style or about a similar subject. For the next couple of days I will post here, reprinted faithfully to their original formatting, a few of the things I wrote then and still find much funnier than anything I could come up with today. (more…)
