Exploring My Geekdom with Klingon Poetry #NationalPoetryMonth

It’s probably no secret I am a giant nerd, and though I probably come off as more of a Star Wars kinda guy (GO SPACE WIZARD-SAMURAI!), I do love Star Trek.

I was born in 1983, so when I say I’m a Trekkie (who counts meeting George Takei on his list of life achievements), what I really mean is I’m a Next Generation Trekkie. I remember being allowed to stay up late to watch TNG from the very first episode. I still follow Wil Wheaton on Twitter. Hell, I love Wesley Crusher enough I watched Leverage because he was on it.

Don’t judge me. I was 6 when the show came out.

Anyway, I’ve expressed my love of Klingons in the past. I’m not here to defend it. I’m here to shed some poetry love in the direction of the honorable warriors.

Klingon Poetry — An Artform

I feel like National Poetry Month is a great excuse to geek out, and an entire freakin’ forum of geeks agrees with me.

You might be tempted to say, “Matt, is this an excuse to not write a poem today?” And I would only change the subject–

Klingon poetry is its own genre. There is a specific feel and flavor to the way poems are written unique to the subculture of geeks hardcore enough to care. Everything is flavored in the voice of warrior poets. It has a feeling sharpened by the harsh climates of Qo’noS.

…and I’m back. Sorry. I just got caught up in reading about Qo’noS on the Star Trek Wiki… Because… geek.

Anywho, I’m going to try my hand at writing a Klingong Style Poem. So… here goes nothing.

The strength of my arm fades
My friends fall away
but I fight still

My breath comes hard
My foes grow fierce
but I fight still

My name will be forgotten
and my bones will dust in time
but I fight still

I fight still. 


Thank you, and good night everybody!