A poem in search of a critique?

Question

Who explains the love of words?

I think about s*x and sizzle, lampoonery and schlock.

I’ve never used the word terpsichorean correctly,

but I sure can whistle when I dance.

Sometimes, when all the lights are out

and it’s just me and the dog watching television,

I get the itch to say something "pancreaticly."

I don’t because that would only wreck the mood.

As for the dog, he’s got other issues.

In his water dish, warmed by the heat of the stove,

a single bit of kibble floats

earnestly.

Answer 1

That's awesome! It starts out as just fun wordplay, but the last stanza gives us a little nugget of sweet poetry. I love it!

Answer 2

at last i have found one i like, it really good don't totaly understand it, but i can see you with the dog watching tv in the dark the one thing i would say is add a smell to compleat the mood,

well done

Answer 3

I like how you use the imagery of sitting in the dark with your dog.

My interpretation is that you are explaining how you love words, but how they need to be said in the right place and right time, otherwise they "wreck the mood"

Having this interaction with the dog is also interesting since the dog wouldn't understand you anyway. I think its very similar to how people interact, we say things, then we censor ourselves, yet they don't understand us anyway!

I like how you compare yourself to the life of your dog. But the only thing is I don't understand what you mean about the kibble floating earnestly. What do you mean by that? It's an interesting idea, maybe you can ellaborate on it.

Cool poem thanks for sharing