The Viking
I did a poem called Fun With Words and it ended up being a great exercise in creating fodder for future works. The poem below came out of this exercise and you may recognize some of the language from that poem. I hope you enjoy this violent little poem!
The exercise that inspired this poem:
- Vocabulary Amusement
a poem where the poet was clearly just having fun with words!
The Viking
Drunken rube! Pungent! Vociferous! Animal,
smacking lips on bone and sucking meat , celebrating,
with an orgy of lust and violence, the massacre of men and children,
the raping of women, the burning of villages, the plundering of
chickens and cattle! You stabbed the North Sea and
with frozen beard and war ravaged face, stomped the shore and
began the slaughter with bloodlust, which did not culminate
until every carnal instinct had been satiated and now
teeming with violence and malice, blood on your face and fur,
you eat their chickens.
All Rights Reserved. Copyright Justin W. Price November 9th, 2011
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Some of My Other Poetry
- Driving at Night
the destination is not half as fun as the journey - DIGGING TO CHINA
a poem about boyhood memories - The Former Champion
A poem about a friendship ended - Nice Rock!
A sarcastic poem about pretty diamonds, flesh and blood - I Spilled My Corn Flakes
recalling a traumatic event from a young age