[stylist] Poem - "Klingon" - Second Draft

[William L Houts]

Hey Poets and Prophets,

Just wrote this poem about Mr. Worf, from "Star Trek".  But it's really 
not as much about the character as it is a kind of love letter to 
Michael Dorn, the gifted actor who played him.  From under pounds of 
latex, he delivered such a well-rounded character in all of his moods 
and dimensions.  Anyway, hope you like the poem.


--Bill


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*Klingon *

How he gives us this gift of a warrior,

proud as sequoyas, from under those latex

layers. Anger, surprise, confusion or woe,

they all show in his marvelous eyes, sensitive,

haunting and dark. Mr. Dorn,though

security chief on the ship,is Starfleet's

captain unknown.Though quick to anger,he isn't

a musclebound bully, but a /batlef/ philosopher,

a buddha of sorts. And while his starship brings him

to sights unseen by his Klingnon kin,

wo'd strike first and later ask, Mr. Worf

considers the peril, the threat, the danger upon him

Both soldier and thinker, poet and keeper of trusts,

he withholds rertribution and terrible ire,

and gives us, each week, a warrior's fire.









-- 


"Oh, Sophie!  Whyfore have you eated all de cheeldren?"