Pigeons Pooping on People in the Park and Other Useful Poetry
Mrs. Elliott, My High School English Teacher
Mrs. Elliott was brilliant, kind, encouraging and nobody's fool. She knew exactly when I was wasting time because I was bored in her class, and when I was being productive with assignments, and listening to her explain how to diagram a sentence. But the main thing she encouraged in me was my creativity in writing. I wrote a huge stack of poems in those classes, many of them writing experiments and quite forgettable. However, there were a few that seemed to stand out to her and to me, and I was even invited to include a few of the best ones in one of our school literary publications in 1974. Included here are some of the better ones from those early years.
A Few Poems from My High School Years
I tended to like a bit of mind-bending, or something with a twist. Here are my favorites:
quickly by me
hoping to find someone
to hide behind
light won’t see them.
While quietly crunching through the snow,
I came across a lonely footprint.
I picked it up and examined
I carefully placed it back where
I had previously found it.
I discovered the poor thing was dead.
As I sit and think, I often wonder.
I usually think why I wonder
What I’m thinking when I’m
Maybe I should stop
I asked No One.
I was going to ask Some Body
what’s the point in asking
No One is there?
© 1974, 2009 by Daniel Carter. All rights reserved. Copying without permission is illegal and will be prosecuted.
Two Pigeon Limericks
I spent some time in London in the mid-'70s. I both hated and grew fond of pigeons. Here are my two best works on the subject:
Limerick The First:
The Bird Lady’s fond of all pigeons.
So much that she’d start a religion.
She’d call, “Kitty-coo,”
From under the poo
Which weighed much on her final decision.
Limerick The Second:
Pigeons loved to bomb old Colonel Thistle.
The bombs even made sounds like whistles!
The Colonel, in fits,
Finally scared them to bits
By launching a heat-seeking missile.
© 1976, 2009 by Daniel Carter. All rights reserved. Copying without permission is illegal and will be prosecuted.
One More Pigeon Poem
On the subject of London and pigeons, I wrote the following about 1977:
A pigeon (so I
can walk only as fast as its
© 1977, 2009 by Daniel Carter. All rights reserved. Copying without permission is illegal and will be prosecuted.
Even Though I Became a Composer/Publisher, I Still Enjoy Writing
My college years also provided additional encouragement for me to continue writing, even if it wasn't my first professional focus. As a result, I've enjoyed writing on many subjects ranging from past experiences, to inspirational pieces about overcoming adversity, to publishing a few favorite recipes. I also write a blog which goes into greater detail about my life, my ups and downs, and why I believe that even negative experiences can become a positive benefit if we can allow it.
I believe that every experience we have in life can be turned into something positive if we look for what it might teach us. In teaching us, we gain the power to create a more positive, happy life through those experiences, no matter how traumatic, or seemingly difficult it might be. If you are interested in reading more about my philosophy on this subject, please read "The Fatal Flaw of Positive Thinking and How to Fix It." I think you'll be surprised at what I mean by "flaw."
I think English is a complicated language, at best. Words like "threw," "through," "tough," and "dough" really must be amazingly confusing to any non-native speaker. I have really enjoyed making fun of such confusion, especially when you add things like dialect and drawl. Did you know that a "coke" is any soft drink in certain places of the USA, but that a "Coke" is really a "Coke" everywhere? I sort out this confusion in the most humorous way I can in "I Don't Know about what You Are Talking (Perplexed Pause) about."
I hope all of these make you laugh. Though a cliché it may be, laughter is the best medicine to counter so many of life's ills.
© 2009 Daniel Carter