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New Poet - C.S.Dweck
C.S.Dweck, Corey to his
friends, is a brand new talent. He's only 13 but we think he deserves a whole section of The Poetry Zone to himself.
Read his interview and poems and let us know what you think. Publishers - you can contact Corey through The Poetry
Zone. At the poet's request the following interview was conducted by the Mean Fish Who Smiles.
Mean Fish: I've taken to
dry land today, to conduct this
brief interview with thirteen year old Corey Solomon Dweck.
Corey: Yo there, Fishy and Webreaders.
What kind of poetry do you write?
Very Weird and Funny Children's Poems.
Which poets inspire you?
Shel Silverstien, Dr. Seuss, Jack Prelutsky, and
of
course, Roger Stevens.
I love that guy too!! Though I do
wish he'd feed me more often, and stop staring at me so much. Have you ever written a serious poem?
Yes, when forced to by angry Maalox chewing teachers
with tenure.
Do you have any advice for other young
poets?
CHEW your food thoroughly. It aids in better digestion!
Yes, I like my food finely ground.
Anything else?
Read, Read, Read, Read......................then
Write.
Have you had much writing success?
It depends on what you mean by success.
Don't be difficult! Have you had any poems published?
One of my poems will published in the Real
Kids Real Adventures books, by Deborah Morris, due out in February 2001. I'll also have my work published in
The 6th Edition of The Market Guide For Young Writers by Kathy Henderson, due out in Spring 2001. Chicken
Soup For The Teenage Soul will be publishing a few of my stories and poems in their upcoming books.Currently
I'm a field Reporter for MH-18, a Teen Magazine, published by Rodale Press. I've also had my work published
on many online sites such as this. I'm hoping to find a publisher for my own Poetry Anthology...soon!
You sound pretty full of yourself
there, Corey!
I'm not really. I was just answering your question.
I'm feeling a little dry. Could I
get a glass of water here?
I'm sipping a coke. Your welcome to jump right
on in.
SPLASH...
FIzzzLE... WOOOOOsh!!!
This is Mean Fish saying....Goodnight
and hicccup!
Those bubbles always make me a little gassy !
Who's Watching Who?
C.S Dweck
If I went to the Cineplex, this is what I'd see -
The actors on the screen would all be staring back at me!
It is a backward movie house, so they are watching you.
The actors pay five dollars each for this disturbing view.
"You'd better entertain us," one surly actor said,
Then he scooped into his box, and threw some popcorn at my head.
This kind of shook me up, and made me start to shutter.
I had popcorn in my hair, and my nose was dripping butter.
And, when the lights went on again, it was as I had feared.
The actors all walked off the screen, and I just disappeared!
Homework
C.S Dweck
Me: There sits 2 books upon the shelf. Which one is the winner?
I think I'll take the first one home, because it looks much thinner.
My teacher: You'll never get too far in life, and never will succeed
If you pick the shortest books, just 'cause they're
quick to read!!
Me: I didn't pick the thinner book, 'cause reading makes me wary.
The thicker one does strain my back. The short one's light to carry!!
A Story With A Moral
(not to sound preachy or anything!!)
C.S Dweck
Here is my strange story, that some might think sounds queer.
A Secret buzzed around my head, and bit me on the ear.
He flew inside my ear canal, and did a wild rendition
Upon my waxy eardrums, he was like a crazed musician.
Once inside my head, he flew down duly south
He tickled at my cheeks and tongue then dove outside my mouth.
The moral to this story!
No Secret can be locked up--not by bars or bricks cementy.
Not even hardened prison walls--like those at San Clemente.
So just don't let that secret in....he's tricky and he's rotten.
Cover up your ears with tape, and stick them full of cotton!!
Night Peepers
C.S. Dweck
Don't be scared of nightly peepers
Visiting you dreamy sleepers
These sneaky, sly, light-footed peepers.
So when your done counting sheep
In your head they'll slowly creep
Then dive inside your dreams so deep.
Creep, Creep, Creep, without a peep.
They play strange movies in your head
As you lay upon your bed.
Suddenly, an Armadillo
Kisses you upon your pillow.
That gorilla dressed in tails quite formal
Is nothing weird, it's awfully normal.
And you can fly, no need to fake it.
Too bad that you're out there naked.
You want to give the world a shout
When suddenly your teeth fall out!
You're not a kid your someone else
Among the stars so twinkley.
You're a flying, saggy, grandpa
And your skin is old and wrinkly.
You try to slap your droopy face
Before you flip your lid.
But it's no dream--you're really old.
You dreamed you were a kid!!
A Pointless Love Story
C.S Dweck
A balloon fell in love with a needle.
She lived in a shelf way up high
The balloon serenaded the needle
Said she had the most beautiful eye.
Sew...................................................
The needle got readily threaded
Then down from the high shelf she dropped.
But when she kissed her balloon prince
He got so excited he POPPED!!
The Eggs v The Bacon
C.S Dweck
A puddled egg lay on my plate
And never even ran.
His thoughts were so confused
They had been scrambled in a pan.
The bacon lazed beside my egg and said so greasily,
"I guess your life's not all they say that it's CRACKED up to be!!"
I set that curvy meat straight
And showed him he's mistaken.
His life's no bed of roses
'Cause I dunk my eggs with bacon!
...CRUNCH! MUNCH! I think that bacon's got a hunch
Never tease a side dish, when you could be next for
brunch!!
The Dastardly Dentist
by C.S. Dweck
Is my dentist a bad villain
Just because he has a plot
To rot out all my teeth
And then collect them in a pot?
When you visit my new dentist
You'll be leaving feeling dandy.
He'll introduce himself to you
As good-old Doctor Candy!
His toothpaste is so yummy
Not yukky, like some booger.
He coats his brush with chocolate
Polishing each tooth with sugar.
Next he tells you, Open wide
And spread apart your lips.
Then flosses in between each tooth
With cherry licorice whips.
You'll love to rinse, and spit.
You'll never want to stop.
He fills his tubes up every day
With orange sodey-pop!
So, eat your candy with each meal
And you will surely win.
Now, smile real wide to show the world
Your gummy toothless grin!
Sour Pickles!
C.S Dweck
A cucumber sprouting in the sun was heard oft' to complain
"I hate this stinkin' sunshine, and I wish that it would rain!!"
I tried to cheer this veggie, and his greeny skin did tickle,
But he never cracked a single smile...he's just a SOUR PICKLE!!
Onions Are Fun-ion!
C.S Dweck
My story's just begun-ion
Of the poor neglected onion.
Nutritious, sweet, and fun-ion.
Bet you can't eat just one-ion.
So, give one to your hon-ion.
Loved by Rabbis, Priests, and Nun-ion.
They're tasty on a bun-ion.
Won't make you weigh a ton-ion.
Though your breath they'll surely shun-ion.
So, eat them on the run-ion.
And now I am all done-ion!!
Thank you, Corey. I'm sure we'll be
hearing a lot more of you in the future.
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