Stone Soup Croutons is a weekly poem I write using lines and impressions picked from Stone Soup Poetry's open mic readers and features. I figure out a title (and sometimes the rest of the poem) later. You can read the other ones I've done since 2015 here.
I also have an award nominated book out now collecting the best of my first year of poems. Click here to purchase it.
Skoot Mosby's feature was so filled with laughs, I made myself asthmatic. The most fun I had this week. So why did I write a poem based on reprehensible people like this? It was just too much of a perfect storm of coincidental words and phrases.
You should watch the whole show. It's a lot more fun than this week's piece makes it out to be. Everyone bought their A game. It felt as if they planned to feed me today's poem. I'm glad I got to write it live as the event was happening, only adding the last lines today.
Back to work. I lost a week of my time due to the vaccine and other health issues coming up simultaneously. I'll let you know more about next week's feature when I know. Thanks for reading.
A Student of QU Speaks
Sir was my bastardized name.
Call me bastard as I empty
the contents of my pockets
into the face of the man
at the metal detector
Everyone knows how to kill
a nightingale. We read
the book in school.
I majored in being me while
everyone was condemned
to answers from other people
like math teachers, every
quiz like...an exam!
I took a minor in snowflakeology
because their small, see?
The worst thing we ever got was
education. We don't come
together to think. Our statuses rise
by our own unseen degrees.
I don't see the point of creating
anything. if it's all already
made. Why wasn't a ploughshare
a sword in the first place?
Joy doesn't seem to start
unless someone's staying down
(knee on throat optional).
Wide-eyed curiosity come faster
through fear than understanding.
A good president should pantomime
pandemic cure while the people
stay at home gaming.
Why does an echo chamber
have to stay in own room?
I don't look to change minds.
There are plenty of our
white sheet slates who don't
want any visible ink.
We're in it for the memes, the
lol's, the head-to-wall momentum
where enemies make us stronger
and everyone is an enemy.
and everyone is an enemy.
Special thanks to David Miller, Jan Rowe, Ethan Mackler, Blackbyrd, Ed Gault, Carol Weston, Bil Lewis, Jon Wesick, James Van Looy, Nancy Dodson and Joseph Skoot Mosby.
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