The Balrog

14 12 2011

-I  recently read Jabberwocky (I think I spelled it correctly) and was inspired by Lewis Carroll to write my own poem about a made up creature using made up words. Despite the plethora of made up words, you still understand his poem very well, and I hope it is the same way with mine.  If any of you are Lord of the Rings fans, then you will recognize the name of my creature. 

Tall was the scarocious Balrog

How his tail slickered

When his next meal caught his eye

He womped through the towns

And as he swallowed people down

He let out a satisfied sigh

His teeth were flackish and jaggedy

His breath was rank

And his eyes flinted back and forth

His roar was loud as it martled through the hills

Tall was the scarocious Balrog

Until one day, when a tourist took his picture

And like all things unbelievable

He faded into myth

Old Has Character

5 12 2011

Out with the old

In with the new

Humanity, what has

Come over you?

I love my






Patchy converse shoe

My faded bookbag

In character does not lag

My wash-worn soft blanket

I always have

My blocky old Mac

Is simply the best

Don’t take my duct-taped calculator

From me

Or even my washed out jeans

With a hole in the knee