Sta.sh
I was born with auditory dyslexia.
I once heard of someone who wrote, directed, and coastguard in their own movie.
I knew what the right word was, but it still got me thinking:
About the invigorating music of waves crashing against my vessel,
The challenge of serving to the best of my skills,
The pride of keeping the shores of my homeland safe.
That was how I found my career,
And it's been just as rewarding as I had hoped.
An episode of CSI mentioned literature marks on the vic's neck,
Which inspired a fulfilling side project of poetry.
In a later CSI, taunts were exchanged:
"I'm the king of the jingle here! You don't stand a chants!"
"That's what you think! This isn't my first radio!"
(It wasn't a very well-written episode.)
Anyway, with that I tried adding tunes to my rhymes.
The result was better than I expected;
A local morning show even played one of my works on the radio!
My girlfriend told me she needed a shoulder to crayon.
This inspired me to take my art in a visual direction
(After I comforted my girlfriend, of course.)
While I was researching art,
I found a video about agnostic nudes,
Which led me to a Stephen Hawking lecture
About the oranges of the universe,
And how he didn't think there was an intelligent crater.
I couldn't think of anything for that one,
But it sure sounded funny,
And that made me smile.
Some of my random inspirations turned out better than others,
So I followed them at my own apparel.
(Okay, that one was a joke – although this poem would look nice on a t-shirt…)
Nevertheless, they enriched my days
With many unexpected delights.
My life would have been so much duller,
If only I were normal,
So I'll be forever thankful,
For the way that I am.
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Maybe if we search long enough, we'll find a planet with intelligent craters. (badumtiss)