Saturday, September 26, 2009

Geek Morphs into Zombie Poet

My BBFF (Best Blogging Friend Forever), Quirky, is having a contest this weekend. She is challenging her readers to write a poem about zombies. She said something about prizes. I'm hoping that the prize is a place in her climate-controlled bunker out in the Arizona desert. We need someplace to hide from those ferocious Arizona tornadoes...

OK, maybe it's more likely that we need to hide from the zombies. Cat would be very helpful in the bunker. He would make sure it is kept clear of all small rodents and larger bugs.

I think I'm off topic here....

The problem is that I've been zombie fodder for awhile now. Bits and pieces of my brain seem to have disappeared. I've already forgotten what this post is supposed to be about.

Oh yeah. A novel about zombies.

No, ReformingGeek, no. A POEM!

Oh. Right. Here goes:

O howz I love thee, letz me countz zee vays.

No, ReformingGeek, no. Quirky already did that one.

Oh. Right.

OK. Consider yourself warned. Here's my final answer:

Roses are red, violets are blue (great start, huh?)
The undead of the night are wanting for you.

Creatures known as zombies with bodies craving
Without a spirit to guide them, they are certainly misbehaving.

Count your fingers, count your toes.
Oh Dearz, have they taken your nose?

Where's little Johnny and his pet sheep Dan
Oopz! It looks like Johnny's in the frying pan.


OK. OK. Sorry, and no, I wasn't drinking.

Contest details can be found here. I hope you enjoyed your weekend poetry reading.


Zombie Poet Wannabe said...

Outztandzing! You really outdead yourzelf with thiz onez. Zum zerious compz for The Old Silly!

Unknown said...

Wow, you did it. I have not finished mine. I am brain dead today.

Unknown said...

ohh good one! My mind is a blank.. I can't think of anything.. I do hope you win!

ReformingGeek said...

@Marvin - Thank you and I thought your poem was very good!

@etta - Blame it on the zombies.

@dizzblnd - Thank you!

Kelly P said...

I for one will give it a try.Maybe my brain will let me.HA!

Anonymous said...


You done great GF!

I especially love

Oh Dearz, have they taken your nose?


Was that inspired by M. Jackson?

Very good! I'm having me a good ole' laugh here! LMZBO!

Mama-Face said...

I forgotteth all about this contest!!!

I must put on my poetry thinking cap; after I check on the cut off date.

Oh yea, I definitely think you and cat should win.

ReformingGeek said...

@Donna - Go, Donna, go!

@Quirky - Thanks. Sorry, but no credit goes to MJ today.

@mama-face - You should write one. You are a great poet!

Unfinished Rambler said...

The only thing that didn't ring true for me was the pet sheep Dan. Don't know why; just didn't. Maybe it was because I was expecting something else. Dan the Sheep? Sam, maybe, but Dan, I don't see it. ;)

Mike said...

Hmmm, a zombie poem?? maybe if I have time....

Chief said...

I am blown away by your skillz

ReformingGeek said...

@unfinished - There is always a critic!

@otin - Yeah. Go for it!

@Chief - Thankz

NJ Pigno said...

I find zombies to be endlessly amusing and terrifying and they make for really interesting poetry too, as a bonus. All poems should be about zombies, in fact.

MikeWJ at Too Many Mornings said...

Most excellent poem. Sucked me in with the sweet opener, then had me checking for my nose and imagining what frying Johnny smells like. LMAO!

ReformingGeek said...

@Nanodance - Of course!

@MikeWJ - Thank you! Be sure to leave the lights on tonight. said...

I really don't want my brainz fried up in a frying pan. Much better eaten straight.

Meg said...

You weren't drinking? That's the problem. All great poets drink.

ReformingGeek said...

@CatLady - Hum....if you say so.

@Prefers - And you have to be drunk to understand most poets.

Jean Knee said...

I love killing zombies.

writing poetry? meh not so much

Hit 40 said...

I should write an ode to Dexter!!! I am obsessed with this show.

"1.00s, 1.50s, 1.75s for the short arms. If you know what I'm talking about, you're probably old, too."

"Boomer brain fog: What was the last, middle, and first part of what you just said to me?"