And the monkeys don’t like us.
They sit on the ladders to their windows
and yell that we’re taking their land.
They look down on us
like we don’t have enough fur for them,
but I don’t see how something so furry
could survive in all this heat.
We hear them in the night,
complaining about what the world is coming to,
with the likes of us moving in,
as if there isn’t enough room
in the rain forest for everyone,
as if there aren’t tree houses aplenty.
Mom says they just don’t like different.
And sure, there’s a human neighborhood
across the canopy,
but the schools here are better,
and we’ve got the right
to send our kids anywhere we choose.
Remember all those times
you said you just wanted to be something–
to do something with your life.
You just wanted your life to have meaning?
You finally get your wish.
No, you’re not going to be a big hero.
You’re not going to get superpowers
or invent some fancy new technology,
but you are going to save the world.
How? Well, by dying of course.
It’s a lot like religion see–
every story needs a sacrifice.
Because stories are about learning lessons,
and it’s through losing things that we learn.
Think about Romeo and Juliet.
Those families never would have learned
to love each other if their children hadn’t died.
So it’s an honor, really.
I picked you,
out of everybody in the whole book,
So that way, the people reading could learn the lesson.
And everyone around you
will change for the better.
Don’t you see,
you are going to fix everything!
Aren’t you happy?
This is what you always wanted.
What a beautiful
world it is where parking
tickets become daisies.
Posting later than usual because I have been busy worldbuilding! I’m creating a SFF world of multiple interconnected planets for a classroom RPG which you will hear more about in the upcoming months. But with some help from Artefexian, I decided to give playing around with different plant colors a try. And with it, I chose to imagine a poem that someone on this planet might write.
The first thing you notice
when arriving on the planet of Isinnai
are the vast, sweeping valleys
Here, all the plants are purple.
And you wonder
what the first colonists thought
to see an entire planet
drowning in vegetation.
Perhaps it is what people think
when they look at us.
They see us wrapped
in nothing but discolored vines
pale green and blue flowers
bloom across our cheeks
And they do not understand
It is said the first colonists,
upon seeing these colors
worried the planet had been cursed
by the gods.
And built altars
and sent up prayers
that they might
restore blessings to the land.
They brought in their own
as a means of purification.
But like those purple leaves
we will pay no heed to their words.
We will merely bask in the sunlight
that causes them to crisp.
Testing is over!
Now we can have class again!
Oh. School’s out next week…
On a side note, I recently heard that while haiku are nature related, there is another 5-7-5 form that is not about nature, meaning this is actually something else suffering from a case of mistaken identity. But being a sacrilegious slam poet, I don’t differentiate.
Making an alphabet
zoo is difficult when you
can’t catch Z’s.
Yesterday’s napowrimo prompt was to write a poem about an animal. And it just so happened that my Dixit card for the day met that criteria perfectly. So I decided to go with a bit of a nature-documentary style poem about this creature here:
The Three-Eyed Sphinx
And here, you will see the rare, three-eyed sphinx.
Like other sphinxes, the three-eyed sphinx
has the face of a human,
the wings of an eagle,
and the body of a lion.
But apart from having three eyes,
the three-eyed sphinx also has a blue face,
the antlers of a dear,
and a unique sense of fashion.
You can see that this one has chosen
to wear a bowler hat.
And like most three-eyed sphinxes,
it drapes its antlers with keys.
All sphinxes like to find their home guarding things,
and most are known for telling riddles.
But instead of waiting in front of one door with a question,
the three-eyed sphinx collects the keys to many doors
and wanders freely with them.
To get to the place it guards,
you must first find the three-eyed sphinx
and discover which key you need.
It will give you the key, if you prove you are worthy.
But the three-eyed sphinx also carries the key
to its own chest.
And if someone were to determine
which key that was, they could open its chest and kill it.