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
asking for them.
