5 Poems about School

1. The First Morning The backpack bulges, much too large, A new, stiff shoe untied. A wave that builds, a looming charge, With parents at your side. The doorway is a giant’s mouth, The hallway, a long mile. You navigate your way due south, And try hard not to smile. Until you see, upon the … Read more

Random Poem

When morning tiptoes, soft and gray, And night begins to flee, The silent dewdrops learn to play Upon the waking tree. The sun, a painter, dips his brush In gold and rose and flame, To color forth the thrush’s thrush And whisper every name— The name of every leaf unfurled, Of every blade of grass, … Read more

The Hibernator Collaboration

I am teaming up with Dr. T to produce a masterpiece of the gaming industry: The Hibernator. It is a 3D maze game (very early in development) based on the story of The Hibernator. Don’t let it catch you, for you interrupted its sleep. But luckily you can collect boosts (coming soon) to defeat it … Read more

The Rustbucket King 🤴 —A Greenflagworthy story

Part 1: The Rustbucket King Tank was a man built of spare parts and stubbornness. He was broad-shouldered and thick-chested, with a welding mask permanently pushed up on his forehead like a steel crown. His kingdom was the “Sanctuary,” a scrapyard fortress of stacked cars and corrugated metal that hummed with the quiet industry of … Read more

Poem for Today’s Dubbing Contest

A Tale of Tank, Steve, and Dylan The stage was set, the screen was clear, A contest where we conquered fear. The video played, a silly sight: A goose was typing in the daylight. His homework waited, page half-done, Beneath the cheerful, morning sun. Then Steve began, with honk and tone, A gander’s mutter, gasp, … Read more