Poem of the Week: The Vermin of YouTube

The Vermin of YouTube
March 31, 2017

Childish, foul-mouthed twerps bitching and moaning
‘Bout their fave networks going to the dogs;
Nagging malcontents whining and groaning,
Saying all films “suck”…self-entitled hogs;
Pompous nerds screaming ‘bout which characters
Are “killing” their favorite franchises;
Thin-skinned brats acting oh so immature
Likening their peers to groups like ISIS;
Conspiracy nuts shrieking lies so dumb
To make themselves feel better and us ill;
Lonely, bored trolls whose small minds are so numb
They feel the need to smear us with their swill…
All a sample of the hot trash in store
That can make surfing YouTube quite a chore.

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Poem of the Week: Sonnet of the Commonplace Aspiring Writer upon the Arrival of a New Year

Sonnet of the Commonplace Aspiring Writer upon the Arrival of a New Year
January 5, 2016

New year, new problems. That’s the way it goes—
At least for people in my shoes, that is,
For here I am, my heart still filed with woe,
Wishing to make an impact on the biz.
So many others—some worthy, some not—
Having taken their turn in the spotlight
While folks like me still struggle, left to rot
‘Til Lady luck comes ‘round to make things right
And gives us the fortune denied by those
Who’ve fallen under the mainstream’s radar,
Never to know fame, but that’s how it goes.
Hopefully, though, I’ll luck out and go far,
And when I do, I’ll shout, “It’s about time!”
As I leave this part of my life behind.

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Bonus Poem of the Week: Edgy =/= Funny

Edgy =/= Funny
December 31, 2016

Just because you’re “edgy” doesn’t mean you’re funny.
In fact, “edgy” humor often drives me away.
Being loud, rude, and crude won’t earn you my money
Or even my attention any night or day.
Still, R-rated schlock still reels in the dough these days,
Which makes me wonder ‘bout just what’s wrong with the world
When foul language and toilet humor are mainstays
And innuendo strikes the ears of boys and girls
On a regular basis, much to their delight,
As well as creeps joking ‘bout death and tragedy.
Surely, there must be some way we can make things right
And fight back before such crass immaturity
Dumbs our nation down more than it has already.
Let’s at least try to hold out ill culture steady.

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Poem of the Week: When the Dust Settles

When the Dust Settles
October 22, 2016

All this season so far, so many ads,
Which is nothing new, given tradition,
But along with them comes the tired fad
Of hate ‘tween those of equal ambition:
Name-calling, rumor-spreading…the whole bit…
And me not knowing just whom to believe.
All I know is that I’ve been sick of it.
Either discuss the issues, or please leave.
That’s the kind of thing I’d like to say to
Those folks we’ve all heard from these past eight weeks,
For I’m shocked they haven’t turned black and blue
Literally from the words they still speak.
When the dust settles, though, what will we see?
Will the winners be right for you and me?

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Poem of the Week: The Obsessors

The Obsessors
October 5, 2016

Spineless, whiny brats living in the past
Will not wake to see tomorrow at all,
Lest it’s to make bitter memories last
For the rest of us trying to stand tall
In the wake of history foul and sad
That refuses to stay history ‘cause
These fools live to forever make us mad,
Never once taking a moment to pause,
Let the obvious be, and further more
Learn a lesson or two from the affair
‘Pon which to think for many years and more.
Only then will they at last start to care.
Stop milking the past! We’ve all heard enough.
No more will we pay for your childish stuff.

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Poem of the Week: I Don’t Sub for Sub

Hey, readers!

I usually hate whining, regardless if it’s coming from someone else’s mouth or my own. For this week’s “Poem of the Week,” though, I’ve decided to submit a work based on an annoyance I’ve been having with this blog for the past two to three months that I’ve no doubt has been just as much a problem for so many other WordPress bloggers. It’s more or less an extension to the message of my poem from July 12, which you’re all free to read in the instance that any of you would like more background information on the subject at hand.

Also, for the record, I would like to give a nice big shoutout to each and every one of my subscribers who has stuck around to read my stuff since day one as well as invite you all to keep doing so. Your input, no matter which form it takes—be it subscribing to my blog via WordPress or email, leaving me feedback concerning my work, sharing my blog posts with others, and even buying my books from one of my author pages (See the links below.)—means a lot. Likewise, for those of you out there who also enjoy my material and would like to support what I do any which way you can, feel free to do so, and I will continue to supply you with more material to suit your fancy. Otherwise, the poem below is yours for the reading, and I hope you all can forgive whatever negative tone I give off in it.

Graciously Yours,
Dustin M. Weber

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I Don’t Sub for Sub
August 31, 2016

I don’t sub for sub. Such an act is crap.
Either like my stuff or don’t. Don’t just sub
In hopes that I’ll come, fall into your lap,
And worship your own lack of substance, bub.
My computer ain’t my life, after all.
I don’t live on it 24/7.
Great content exists, but I can’t see all
There is beneath the sun up in Heaven.
It’s nothing personal, either…just truth.
Grow a thick skin, then, please, and just move on.
This ain’t Twitter or Tumblr, super sleuth.
This is WordPress. Let’s try to get along.
Like my stuff? Then sub! Don’t like it? Then don’t.
Please take this to heart…though I fear you won’t.

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Bonus Poem of the Week: 1980s Action Hero Tribute

1980s Action Hero Tribute
July 29, 2016

Many were the action heroes back when,
And while many of them still do exist,
They don’t seem as cherished now as back then,
No matter how their memory persists.
Many were the adventures they went on
And the foes they vanquished along the way,
And though their presence isn’t quite as strong
As it was, as they say, “back in the day,”
I can’t help but think there’s still room for them
In the media in this day and age,
Kicking ass just like they did way back when
The small and large screens were their center stage.
Sadly, they seem to be lost in the past,
But if they were to come back…what a blast!

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Poem of the Week: The Fickle Subscriber Poem

Hello, readers.

The following sonnet is dedicated to everyone out there who has ever managed a blog, Internet video channel, or similar outlet who has ever had to put up with people who allegedly have similar outlets with the same provider (WordPress, YouTube, DailyMotion, BlogSpot, Twitter, Facebook, etc.) who had subscribed to their blog, channel, or page…only to unsubscribe anywhere from a day to a month later without explanation—especially over the course of several weeks and who share so much in common with other, similar blogs/channels/webpages (i.e., month of origin, blog/channel/page content, identical “about” section messages, and so on) that one might suspect said blogs/channels/pages to belong to the same spamming robot. My advice to everyone who has had to endure this nuisance is simple: Don’t let such fickle, uncommitted people get you down. Just keep doing what you’ve been doing and focus on entertaining, educating, and otherwise providing content for the followers you have who genuinely enjoy what you have to offer. This latter group, after all, is far worthier of your attention in that each person within it is infinitely more invested in what you have to share with them and the rest of the world. As such, the more you invest in them, the better off you will be in return, even if only on a personal level.

That being said, sappy and/or cheesy as it may sound, I hereby thank everyone who has shown a genuine interest in my work over the past four-years-plus I’ve been here on WordPress. Feel free to continue supporting my work any which way you can, too, be it buying my ebooks (See the links below, as always.), liking and sharing whatever work I put up here on my blog, or even replying to my posts to tell me which works of mine you like and why or how I can improve as a writer, be it here or in whatever else I do. Until then, thank you all for your continued investment, and please enjoy the poem below!

Regards,
Dustin M. Weber

The Fickle Subscriber Poem
July 12, 2016

Either subscribe or don’t. Make up our mind.
Don’t sub one day, unsub after a week.
That’s so obnoxious, it makes my teeth grind.
Does my stuff entertain you or not? Speak!
All you’ve got are random pictures, which might
Not even be yours to start with, faker—
Not that I can tell since you’ve no insights
Included to give cred to the maker
Or tell a story behind what we see,
Which we can’t even talk about below.
You don’t even have an avatar. Gee!
Could it be you’re not human, but robo?
Playing “Sub for Sub” ain’t my claim to fame.
Either be a fan or don’t. That’s my game.

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Poem of the Week: Bitten by the Nostalgia Bug

Bitten by the Nostalgia Bug
April 18, 2016

Everything was so much better back when
I was a kid. Nowadays, though, things suck.
Everything was so much happier then.
Looking ‘round me, though, I see I’ve no luck
In finding anything that’s made to last
For years to come like what I used to know.
People tell me I’m just stuck in the past,
But oh, how I long for my childhood so!
So many tales back then simply made sense
With countless characters I still cherish.
Many a moral, too, did they dispense.
Oh, why on Earth did they have to perish?
Am I so wrong to miss the good old days?
How can I cope? There’s got to be a way.

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Bonus Poem of the Week: Nightmares

Nightmares
March 23, 2016

Places I recognize, and yet, I don’t,
People I haven’t seen for years on end,
Events with which I’ve dealt and simply won’t
Ever become involved in again, friend.
Memories twisted by my own ill mind,
Warped into visions that still haunt my brain,
Bringing up a past better left behind,
The reminder of which drives me insane.
Messages I just vaguely understand
Through deeds and actions of characters odd
And things I consciously would never plan
As through the mists of my psyche I plod.
Ugh! What did I have for supper last night
To feed my subconscious mind such a fright?

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