Through the course of my life, as a poet, I’ve written lots of pieces with no rhyme or reason to them. Well, I guess I can’t say no rhyme. Because I like the poetry to rhyme. But it’s a figure of speech meaning I just wrote them to have fun writing them. There was no underlying or covert motive. Just pure enjoyment.
And that’s exactly how the poem I’m about to share with you came to be. I read an article that used the word homunculus. And I hadn’t heard that word before. So I looked it up. And that was all it took to motivate me to write a short story rhyme with homunculus in it. But I decided that it wouldn’t be the focus word for rhyming. In fact, because of something else, I read in that article I decided to use words that rhyme with swoosh.
If you’re not into quirky poetry, this might not be your cup of tea (or coffee, or hot chocolate, or whatever). But if you can appreciate fun for fun’s sake, and the inner workings of a brain designed by our creative God, maybe you’ll get a kick out of this one for…
No Rhyme Nor Reason
The light revealed the interstice,
Through which he would debouch.
This slender, blue homunculus,
Who wore a red tarboosh,
Was undeniably annoyed
As he tied his babouche
And straightened up his sweater
Made of ibex shahtoosh.
He blinked three times and ran to catch
A burgundy barouche.
And once inside he opened up
His journal and cartouche
To write a sonnet of his love
For Rosalinda Ruesch
And her delectable dessert
Of citrus croquembouche.
And now you have enjoyed one tale
Of Lazlo Link Latouche. © 2022 TF
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