Here are collected many of my poems, which are typically about my friends. I have no particular talent other than a love of jokes, rhyme, and wordplay, but it’d be a shame if we left all the poetry to real poets.
Poems for Friendship Villagers
Half a dozen friends of mine live in a group house called Friendship Village. The first time I hung out with them as a group, I wrote a Chinese poem for them all to express my gratitude at meeting such lovely new friends (I’ll add that poem at some point).
About a year later, after a joyous night of homemade pizza at Friendship Village, I decided to write poems for each of them. A week later my project was complete. I hand-wrote the poems on cards, and delivered them at Ian’s going-away party on 2019-06-13.
Sneaking round the house at night The prankster man comes giggling Laughing to himself with all Ten fingers splayed and wiggling Reaching into every cranny (Not a man for strictures) You won't see him come or go But you will find his pictures
Guaranteed to brighten up my day-J Hugs me when I go off on my way-J Emits every color except gray-J Friendship Village saint? I vote for AJ
To me you come off as the coolest housemate Can it be true that you're the illest villager? Skate on home, then rouse up that guitar rumpus "Cool" is too weak: from now on you're a chillager
Hand-painted Wholesome winter scenes on Christmas cards. How? How does Someone come to wield such Skill at arts? Long, hard work And a smile for all the "Not-quite-rights." No other Way to learn to paint such Winter sights.
A cottage on a hill A flower patch A tree of fruit A mound of herbs A bunch of beans A pile of plerp A bag of blegg A tin of twomp A sack of snoob And a sign out front, big-lettered: WITCHY WONDERS "CHAOS, MADE TO ORDER"
I tried and tried, but couldn’t come up with a poem for Fedora. Instead, I made for her a bite-size videogame called Fedoradventure, which you can play online.
A Gift for Gadi
While traveling with a group, our guide was an amicable man named Gadi. When we played Secret Santa and I received his name as my beneficiary, I decided to write him a poem.
Please excuse any awkwardness in the pseudo-literary Chinese. The gift was completed in a hurry, and I judged rhyming more important than precise phrase construction.
Gadi Gadi Gadi 我队队长 样子很帅 哥们超爽 人才之峰 留一大胡 教人何为 天天为酷
A Rough English Translation
Gadi Gadi Gadi Captain of our team. His style is way fresh, This Chiller Supreme. Of eminent talents And big-bearded too, He teaches all people The meaning of cool.
Poems for Hayley
Hayley, AKA “Blue” or “Bloo,” was my roommate (or “shmoom-mate”) from September 2018 to September 2019. I started composing poems shortly before I moved in with her, and soon found that life in close quarters provided many poetic inspirations.
~10 poems yet to be added.
Nasty cold is sure to flee From the vitamin named C Nine-nine-nine plus one mg Thank you, shmoomie named Hayley
Orcas Island Vacation Poem
With step-fam'ly And Sis and Dad A week on the San Juans was had From the main house By gravel road Ten seconds' walk Reached my abode This hermitage Was now to be For one week my Dormitory I dreamt I would Accomplish much While living in This monkish hutch By day there'd be Activity And on each night A writing spree But I fell ill Just one day in I could not hike I could not swim Though I was sick I could still write I dripped out words Most every night Healthy at last My poetry Will fix this week In memory