UndeadPoets Explained (somewhat…)

What is an “(Undead)Poet^TM“?

What is an “Undead” Poet^TM, and how do you know when you are in the presence of one (or may be one, yourself)? This is an excellent question, an important one to ask, and one that needs must be answered…

Before we answer (and if you are feeling adventuresome), take the following “What is an Undead Poet?/Am I an Undead Poet?” Quiz…if you dare!

To begin:

Do you feel that you are in the presence of greatness (even when you are the only person in the room)?

You could be in the presence of an Undead Poet.

Do you expect an Undead Poet to have (or do you have) pale, alabaster skin, glowing, haunted eyes, attenuated canines ready to imbibe copious amounts of blood, like ruby globules of life-sustaining yumminess?

Could be…

Do you think an Undead Poet would have (or do you have) a ghoulish and frankly, rather rotting, appearance, with a particular fondness for brains?

Maybe…

Do you think an Undead Poet tends (or do you tend) to speak in rhyme (at least some of the time…)? Does an Undead Poet (or do you) murmur seemingly nonsense phrases like, “Planes, trains, cranes, drains, brains!”?

You are perhaps getting warmer…

Is an Undead Poet (or are you) a devilishly handsome and poetic individual (maybe like yours truly 😉 – or perhaps another of our poetic gents, like Geoff Munsterman, or our beloved undead Kiwi, Sean Monaghan), or beautimous and intelligent (like all of our lovely and talented lady Undead Poets – too many to mention…)?

You are nearly burning hot (or ice cold, depending upon your personal preference)…

If you answered “Yes” to any or all of these questions, then congratulations, you may be an Undead Poet^TM!

The fact of the matter is that Undead Poets^TM come in all shapes, sizes, sexes, and genres; we simply share these things in common:

We love poetry – its meter, its rhyme (or lack thereof), and how it joyously trips lightly out of our thoughts, through our pencil/pen/keyboard/quill and onto the page;

We write all kinds of poetry, for many different genres (not just the “macabre”) and many different age groups – from poems for children/MG/YA, to poems for any age; and

we are “undead” i.e. we are (most of us anyway) rather alive.

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