Poems

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.

Ian

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

AJ

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

Rory

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

Hanna

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.

Keely

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"

Fedora

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.

The Original

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