The Beast of the East

Published on 13 June 2023 at 23:39

Rumbly grumbly

Big ol’ beast


The beast of the east

Has no teeth


He plucks you up

And puts you down


Into the coldest water

That was ever found


You freeze like a sickle

And he licks you up


You better watch out

For the toothless grump

Behind the Poem...My World

Let me start off with this: I am incredibly proud of that doodle. I'm not sure how that came out of my pen, but I love it. It gives me Hollow Knight vibes and it's wonderful. 

Honestly, I don't always know what to say about where my poems came from. I've been on one of my kicks recently where my brain is churning out things and I don't know where to place them. I've written 5 or 6 poems in the last week where I haven't written anything in 3 months. My mind just decides "I am creativity" and runs with it.

I wrote this poem a few months ago, so not the same creativity kick, but it came out of a similar one. This poem has more to do with the rhythm for me than it does with the actual word content. When I read this poem and think about it's rhythm and the words, it puts me in the same space as Over the Garden Wall, Gravity Falls, and Where the Wild Things Are. This singular simple poem is nothing compared to those absolute works of art (imo) but I feel like I've contributed to that genre in my own way. It's a little weird and silly, a little mysterious, a little folk-lorish feeling, and a little artsy. 

That's why I don't always (hardly ever) write poems to convey a specific message. Sometimes I want to write them to convey an idea of my little world, which contains things like grumpy monsters and tiny tattoos of Waldo. It's just a nice place to be. 


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Liberty Jensen • Writer

Liberty is a donations manager, finance student, and full-time drinker of coffee. She enjoys poetry, her cats, and spending time with her husband.

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