This Poem was Submitted By: Kenneth R. Patton On Date: 2005-03-12 15:17:00 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

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Pepe LePew

My Inner Skunk speaks French Mon Cherie, Ma Jolie, he murmurs Je t'aime, Je t'aime While I outwardly guffaw And make some Crude remark Mi Amore, Mi Corazone He switches smoothly To Spanish  While I hand you A 99 cent rose And he sobs helplessly Do something!  You fool! He shouts If you could only DANCE!

Copyright © March 2005 Kenneth R. Patton

Additional Notes:
But I can dance in my mind!


This Poem was Critiqued By: Tony P Spicuglia On Date: 2005-03-26 22:57:24
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.72222
Kenneth, I almost died with “guffaws”!! Each of your “love” expressions I have used in poetry. For two of them they are in the titles of my poetry!! Am I Pepe LePew? I can dance, thank god I can dance. I read each stanza with tangible regard. I have come to understand, (thank you), that the “inner skunk” is not a bad thing. I guess the fact that it is inner means only the “verse” can really stink, if filled with overused colloquialisms. Thank goodness Vons has roses for 10 bucks, I never have to depend on a .99 center. I do know sobbing, and love.... I can dance, thank god Kenneth, I can dance. The jerk, bee gees, or even sayers,.. thanks for this smile today, it was a fine relief for a soul steeped in the musk of l’amour


This Poem was Critiqued By: Turner Lee Williams On Date: 2005-03-23 12:29:15
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.60000
Kenneth--An excellent humorous/semi-serious allegory. It's great to see someone not take themselves too seriously. Almost a nonsense piece which gives the site a respite from some of the more gloomy posts and also seems to fill in for a less active muse-smile. Thanks for the levity! TLW
This Poem was Critiqued By: Claire H. Currier On Date: 2005-03-14 09:17:46
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 8.92857
Hi Poet......great read, makes one smile knowing the skunk is not going to spray as it does late at night......good structure, word flow, can even hear that french little skunk, see him in top hat and tails if you please........very refreshing read poet....... Love those 99 cent roses too.....my son gave them to all the girls he dated.....red, yellow, white, pink, mom got to buy whatever mood fit the occassion......I will never forget the girl who always got the white ones..........she was a handful to say the least.....perhaps a great catch for Pepe LePew Even hear him shouting to dance.......great job......thanks for posting and sharing with us. God Bless, Claire
This Poem was Critiqued By: Nancy Ann Hemsworth On Date: 2005-03-13 18:23:51
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.41176
This is so refreshing a read..I love the comparison you have made here to "the skunk" the romantic one, and oh how I do love Pepe LePew!! but remember my friend, he never did seem to get the cat, imagine that! with all his charm, he still stank!!..and who you would be if only!! you could get the words out and not be such a stinker..lol..sorry couldn't help myself..this poem made me smile, and it is one that we all can relate to one time or other in our lives for sure. I love your last stanza..it is just perfect "Do something! You fool! He shouts If you could only DANCE!" great read, thanks for sharing your sense of humour with us, and a little insight as well.
This Poem was Critiqued By: arnie s WACHMAN On Date: 2005-03-13 15:54:11
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 8.88889
My Inner Skunk speaks French Mon Cherie, Ma Jolie, he murmurs Je t'aime, Je t'aime Being fluent in french I must make these but small changes. When written, for some reason I don't remember, the word french is not capitalized when talking of the teacher or speaking the language for it is an adjective - unless you are writing about the country of France. Is that confusing or what? The other is you mix Mon and Ma referring to the same person. Ma becomes mon before a vowel only. You should use only ma here as they both refer to the feminine...and lastly I would separate LePew to Le Pew for Le means "the" and pew means...well stink. Okay, 'nuff of that. Were you drinking while watching cartoons or what? Anyway, the result is one funny poem and goodness knows we can use more of those! I got a laugh out of it to continue my day. Thanks so much.
This Poem was Critiqued By: marilyn terwilleger On Date: 2005-03-13 09:34:30
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Hi Ken, This poem is so clever and witty. You have an inner skunk that speaks in tongues? Lucky you! I have no idea what my inner self can do...but I can dance so maybe that is a good thing. I love the humor in this piece...it is light, fun, and a welcome relief because so many of us poets write about serious things...me included. So let your mind dance and if all goes well it should filter down to your feet! Thanks for the smiles...I needed them this morning as we are having a snow storm and who knows when it will let up. It is putting a damper on my plans for the day so I guess I will just sit here and critique. Peace...Marilyn
This Poem was Critiqued By: Lynda G Smith On Date: 2005-03-12 21:44:12
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
May the dance begin Kenneth... this is a poem about self discovery and acknowledgment. I have always had a fond place in my heart for the inner skunk, especially one so readilly recognizable. I like your use of personification. The romantic within is perhaps something you are a tad uncomfortable letting out.... so he murmurs from within the words every love wants to hear. I like the breathiness of your three line stanzas. The polish of what lies hidden... the jewel buried deep within... the diamond in the rough...ruff...*smle. the contrast you use between the first two verses points to our dreams versus our realities. The smooth soft sounds of the first, the hard edged words of the second. Perhaps there is simply needed a key to let out your inner skunk. I don't think he's as smelly as you might think, especially if he can switch to spanish... Si puedes hablar en esto idioma hermosa, escucheme... no abandones ahora que estás casi al final.... and flowers ... only the merchant applies a price... to a woman they are priceless whether an orchid or a humble daisy. Then a cry redolent of the anguish that one feels in moments of inadequacy. He sobs helplessly.... this inner skunk who resides in your soul ... the fact that you name him , says you are not unwilling to acknowledge him or give over completely to his power. You have control expressed in these observations... sometimes we need to let go. You are looking inward critically to see what is not there as opposed to what is.... kenneth, enjoy your exploration... for with insights like these to share, a woman can well overlook a man who is not Fred Astaire... Lynda My Inner Skunk speaks French Mon Cherie, Ma Jolie, he murmurs Je t'aime, Je t'aime While I outwardly guffaw And make some Crude remark Mi Amore, Mi Corazone He switches smoothly To Spanish  While I hand you A 99 cent rose And he sobs helplessly Do something!  You fool! He shouts If you could only DANCE!
This Poem was Critiqued By: Dellena Rovito On Date: 2005-03-12 17:19:08
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 1.00000
Hi Kenneth, Really clever poem you have. You're Peppe Le Pew the skunk. A born romantic, and enthusiatic lover. With the huge ego. You say all the lovely things, my pretty, I love you, and bring her flowers and it never seems enough! If you could do more......like dance. In your heart and mind you ARE the great lover! You just can't show yourself enough. Wonderful job getting that. point across. I couldn't translate Mi Corazone? [so I could use help there.....] I especially liked, you making one clear concise point throughout, and the foreign wording was interesting. I think you did a remarkably nice job. The title was perfect.... I wonder what response you'd get if you left out the word skunk using 'character or the like....skunk almost is repulsive.... Glad you don't stink! Dellena
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