Zombie Sonnet 7: Zombies on Halloween

The Zombie Sonnets: HalloweenBecause nobody ever said you had to write about flowers…

Zombie Sonnet 7: Zombies on Halloween

On Halloween, they dress in human clothes
With all the buttons and the seams intact
They shine their shoes and gather all their toes
And even gel what hair they have straight back
They imitate the human parts of speech
Enunciating groans and talking sports
They like to keep a coffee mug in reach
For coffee keeps the humans in the sorts
And though this sounds like envy on their part
As if the zombies want a run at life
The truth is zombies are just kids at heart
They like to dress the part without the strife
For zombies, Halloween can be a gem
They love to see the humans dressed as them

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Jody Brown is the author of Upside Down Kingdom, and is a multi-blogger, poet, and traveler. Her current writing projects, including her daily blog endeavor, #Project365, can be found at JodyBrown.com/writing. 

The Zombie Sonnets: Grape Stompin’ Zombies

Because it’s harvest time.
And because nobody ever said you had to write about flowers…

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Zombie Sonnet 6: Grape Stompin’ Zombies
When Jimbo’s toe fell off into the mash,
They banned us all from drinking from the pail.
For zombie stompers harboring a gash,
The bucket stomping was an epic fail.
When stomping grapes, a good technique is key.
The zombies learned to spread the grapes around,
They then could drag a leg or limping knee,
Across the grapes they dumped upon the ground.
But zombies have been on the earth a while,
They know the vintage history they save,
By gathering to stomp the grapes with style.
(It’s true the zombies always loved a rave.)
Because the undead got into the act,
This age-old wine tradition is intact.

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Jody Brown is the author of Upside Down Kingdom, and is a multi-blogger, poet, and traveler. Her current writing projects, including her daily blog endeavor, #Project365, can be found at JodyBrown.com/writing. 

Zombie Sonnet 5: Zombies at the State Fair

Zombie Sonnets, because nobody ever said you had to write about flowers.

Zombie Sonnet 5: Zombies at the State Fair

The entrance workers try to stamp their hand
To grant them access through that steely gate,
But zombies lack the flesh enough to brand
So bracelets for the kids become their fate.The Zombie Sonnets
But once inside, the zombies get on par.
They win at goldfish, tossing plastic rings,
And try to keep their limbs inside the car,
While gazing at the view the Sky Ride brings.
In dodging llama spit they make a mess,
And overtake the funhouse playing tricks.
But vendors like the hungry zombies best,
For zombies love to eat their food on sticks.
They get a kick from pictures that they take,
Those cardboard human cutouts take the cake.

 

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Jody Brown is the author of Upside Down Kingdom, and is a multi-blogger, poet, and traveler. Her current writing projects, including her daily blog endeavor, #Project365, can be found at JodyBrown.com/writing

The Zombie Sonnets: Zombies at War

For your Friday pleasure… This is actually the first of my Zombie Sonnets, but it took until today to feel like I really got it.

Zombie Sonnet 1: Zombies at War

The zombie forces found a place to train
Their soldiers were the very best, in fact
They practiced day and night and in the rain
with armor holding body parts intact
Because they didn’t need to break for sleep
They took advantage of the extra time
Absorbing battle plans and ways to creep
To fight another army in their prime
But no attack against the undead came
Opposing armies fled without a pause
A legend had begun to gain some fame
that fallen armies joined the zombie cause
The zombies wouldn’t get a chance to beat
The foes they really couldn’t get to meet

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The Zombie Sonnets: Zombies on Vacation

Like the rest of us, sometimes they just want to get away…

Zombies on Vacation
The beach is hard for zombies seeking peace
The hot dog vendor doesn’t offer brains
And all their stuff gets sand up in the crease
For swimsuits never keep loose parts contained
The winds go through them; pummeling their books
The salty water stings their open wounds
The beach balloon man gives them funny looks
When asked to twist some skeleton balloons
Despite all this, the zombies like the beach
They like the warmth and sunlight up above
They love to have a Tiki drink in reach
Vacations are for doing what you love
So while the kids play hide the foot in sand
The zombies drink their beverages in hand

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By Request: Zombies at the Mall

Another Zombie Sonnet, from my reading yesterday at RCTC. This one’s by request:

Zombie Sonnet #3: Zombies at the Mall

The Lost and Found is full of body parts
The photo booth took on the stench of gall
The toilets only flush in fits and starts
This means the zombie boys are at the mall!
They cruise for undead girls among the stores
Toss pretzels–and some teeth–into the trash
Fill up arcades for Zombie Crusher wars
They seek a zombie victory for cash
But zombie boys do not respect their roots
Instead, they crave some style and clothes so fine
They’re tired of the rags and worn out boots
They want Armani, Prada, Calvin Klein
Their parents are the ones who feel the blow
You just can’t teach these zombie kids, you know

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Here’s what all the fuss is about! I was invited to write and perform some Shakespearean sonnets at Rochester Community & Technical College today. So I got to work on my iambic pentameter, rhyming quatrains, and couplets–not forgetting “the turn” in language at Line 9…
And this is what happened: The Zombie Sonnets.
(No one ever said you had to write about flowers.)

Zombie Sonnet #4: Zombies in Love

The sockets of your eyes are deep and dark
And they accentuate your cavern nose
The way you limp along gives me a spark
I even love all seven of your toes
I’ve never felt like this, I feel insane
As if my heart were still inside my chest
For you are better than the freshest brains
And lovelier than all those second best
But I apologize that you felt gross
That night I kissed your ear and it fell off
I have it still; I like to keep it close
‘Cause in this sicko world, you cured my cough
With that, my squishy dumpling can’t you see
How much I love you, will you marry me?

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My first book, Upside Down Kingdom, is available on Amazon. I’ll sign it for you.