FANTASY FICTION CLASS

My Fantasy Fiction class was taught by Jewelle Gomez, who has published a series of vampire novels. My poem, Yvonne, resulted from a character creation exercise in her class. Fantasy Fiction Characters followed.

Yvonne

You’re looking for love in all the wrong places
Staring too long in too many faces
You’re a girl gone wrong, Yvonne

You’re taking home too many strangers
So oblivious to the dangers
You’re a girl gone wrong, Yvonne

You waste too much time on Jack Daniels and Jim Beam
Now you better give up your man meeting scheme
You’re a girl gone wrong, Yvonne

You better mend your ways before it’s too late
Or a killer may be your next date
You’re a girl gone wrong, Yvonne

That handsome man you met last night
Could he be your Mr. Right
Does he play your song, Yvonne?

Wedding bells will soon be ringing
Here comes the bride we’ll all be singing
Yes he played your song Yvonne

by Sue Raymer Woods
April 13, 2005

FANTASY FICTION CHARACTERS

We learn character illustration
In our class called Fantasy Fiction
Right in class characters are created
And then their merits are debated.
Our characters have a special charm
Earl’s even grew an extra arm
They’re all weirdly strange, but we don’t care
There’s one who suddenly isn’t there
My own’s a gal I call Yvonne
She truly is a girl gone wrong
We love sharing our characters with each other
Then the next week we create another
Jewelle Gomez is our Instructor
To a Fantasy Hall of Fame we’d like to induct her
Her novels are of a strange vampire
Whose victims curiously don’t expire
The next Stephen King… it’s my prediction
Will emerge from my class called Fantasy Fiction

By Sue Raymer Woods
April 25, 2005

BIO POEM

Bio Poem was written for my Memoir Writing Class at OLLI. My instructor, Dave Weir was very helpful in getting my writing going,

BIO POEM

Welcome to my world
Starring me
Here I am
For all to see
I was born in 39,Pisces is my sign
Pisces, two fish swimming in opposite directions
Does this explain my imperfections?
Although I was born in Kentucky
We moved to Indy to get lucky
Mom and dad wanted a boy, but I wasn’t a him
So they had to wait six years for my brother, Jim
Gee I’m glad I’m not one of THEM!
For girls are made of sugar and spice
And boys from things that aren’t as nice
A tomboy I tried hard to be
But I remained a girl as you can see
I loved to run and climb the trees
I wasn’t a lass who tried to please
In 61 I was wed
But we didn’t do what the preacher said
We got divorced in 67
Our marriage wasn’t made in heaven
You don’t know what happiness is until you get married,….. and then it’s too late
To be a divorcee was my fate
But then I didn’t fit in, oh what a pity
So in 69 I moved to the City
From San Francisco I’ll never depart
It has the Golden Gate Bridge and Tony B’s heart
It has North Beach and China town
And cable cars that go up and down
It’s never to hot and rarely too cold
It’s the perfect spot, for me to grow old
I hope you enjoyed my bio poetry
I ‘m no Cole Porter, but I try hard to be
But I hope you’ll share your bio poems with me

By Sue Raymer Woods, March 17, 2005

MY CHEROKEE GRANDMOTHER, ANNIE RONE