Twas brillig, and the slithy toves

I'm starting to be really bad about this whole weblog thing, huh? =)

So I'm trying to be more poetical these days. I used to have fun writing little poems, but that was way back in 6th grade, when I was much younger, and even more sweet and innocent, if that's possible... Here's a gem from my middle school days:

Plip plop, rain drop
Falling on the ground.
Plip plop, rain drop
Falling all around.
The grass is all soggy,
The ground is all wet.
Plip plop, rain drop
Hasn't it stopped raining yet?

Nothing Nobel worthy, to be sure, but cute enough, right? For an eleven year old at least...

Well, lately I've decided to try to write some more poems. I seriously haven't written any since I was eleven, unless you count my Weird Al-esque phase of adjusting songs to be about my high school (or of course, my ageless classic "Puff the magic booger"). I find I'm at my least prosaic just as I'm about to go to bed or am already in bed and am drifting off to sleep. Maybe it has to do with the daytime sciencey parts of my brain being turned off... So far I've written three poems, all of them in the latter stages of an evening. Here's one that I'm rather proud of:

And now to bed and sleep I go
To dream sweet dreams of you,
And elephants and yaks and so
Many chimaeras too;
Like trees of fish, a colored sigh:
Red, gold, orange, green and blue.
But this I say, and it's no lie:
The best are those with you!

Sure, it's not great art either, but I think it's at least on the level of greeting card poetry. Possibly a career path to consider if this whole science thing doesn't work out =). And hey, since I'm at my creative best when I'm about to fall asleep, I should at least be well rested with that job!

I think I'm in a little bit of a metrical rut though. That's the second poem I've written with that same happy, sing-songy rhythm. I like the meter a lot. And I think I figured out where I got it from... Jabberwocky. I really like this poem. Upon rereading it, I find that my meter isn't exactly lifted from it (which is good), but its influence is obvious. Much as I like this meter, it might get a little old, right? So help me out of this rut! Suggest new meter/rhyme schemes for me =). Lets see what I can do!

So, to cultivate this new hobby I'm about to go get a blank journal to be my poem book. Of course, having done so, I'm sure that my well of inspiration will run quite dry, never to trickle again. Oh well. I'd better get a pretty journal then, so that at least the book will look nice, even if it only has 2 poems in it... (though, given my poetic "talent", I'm sure the book will be better off with only 2 poems in it =D)