Olympian Ode

[Emil Miller]

A poet once forlornley sat
before a sheet of paper blank
as silent as a sleeping cat
his head toward the table sank
how long he'd gazed
at that white sheet
now simply dazed
his thoughs once fleet
had sunk into a formless mire
that dulled his poet's one dsire
to write an ode to shake the world
and see his fame on earth unfurled

and Calliope looked down on him
from her Olympian height
and sent on an unbidden whim
someone to help him write
for Cassian, apprentice muse,
still learning to inspire
was sent the poet to enthuse
with words sung to her lyre

the poet's head rose from his breast
his eyes were shining bright
as Cassian gave of her best
and he began to write
as out they came
such wonderous words
as he had never known
like shrude and gurn
and tard and shrade
and plore, bequits and frone

flexeze and brill
pradas and hurst
and strattas stood out bold
the ink flew quickly from his quill
his poem to unfold
and when at last he'd finished
his quill was laid aside
his joy was undiminished
and neither was his pride

for thence throughout the ages
scholars both fat and lean
would scratch their head
awake in bed and ask
what does it mean?

[cacian]

Wow!! Emil this piece is cool. You are a true legend indeed. This piece is simply amasing. I could not stop reading it and then I read on and on and again and again it made me smile and proud. Absolutely perfect.

[Buh4Bee]

I like the irony at the end. This was a fun read.

[tallonrk1]

WOW! This is amazing imo. Awesome poem. The only lines I have a problem with are:

"as silent as a sleeping cat
his head toward the table sank"

This just seems rather forced and I'm not sure what the simile has to offer to the meaning of the work as a whole. And "his head toward the table sank" is phrased rather strangely.

and

"his joy was undiminished
and neither was his pride"

These two lines just don't seem to fit with the rest of the stanza.

But other than that, the poem is aesthetically pleasing, it's humorous, and ironic. Truly great. Love it!