One Hundred Poems, Volume X

By Tuomas Vainio

I tasked myself to write a single poem every day, and I kept writing until I had a hundred poems before me. It was then that I decided to publish the first volume of this series, and now it is the time for my last hundred poems. With each new volume the cover has morphed into something more hectic as if to better represent the body of the work as a whole. How else could I describe a summary of a thousand days, poems ranging from contemporary commentary to tiny tales and mere snippets of thoughts and desires that were but fleeting moments. So once more, go ahead, give a try and read the mind of a man out of new ideas.

Contains the following poems:

Wyrmslayer (For a fantasy novel)
The Scuffle of Berkeley
Clock ticks away (For a novel, me thinks.)
A dog with a wolf's tail
Why have early elections?

Determination
How to beat a black block
A talk with someone I knew
First hedgehog of the year
French Elections

Something quick
Dancing upon a knife's edge
No jokes allowed
A game of '4d-chess'
Elegy of our modern politics

Guardians of the... vol. II
A fox in the dark (For a fantasy novel)
A nation state
Two more days
It feels like summer

Male chicken holster
This Maverick Outsider of France
Continental elections
Eurovision song contest nonsense
Oh dear...

Free Kekistan
Steps Towards Tyranny
Death of a former president
The false dreams of utopia
Who are you (For a science fiction novel)

Happy days...
Every single 'peaceful' 'feminist' 'protest'
Where is the evidence
Something simple...
Smile

Epilogue
Cloudy day, not much to say
Kiss the sky
“Carry on as usual”
A day without an end

Why use hacks?
A dead horse
Quick time events do not make a game
Pierce the sky (For a science fiction novel)
Blocked by Trump

Named after you
Give me a topic
How to 'cure' climate change sceptics
Three line thoughts
Poisoning pigeons in the park...

I do not know if this can be said more clearer...
A blue plate shattered
Nonsensical documents
Headache of a god of the sun
There lies some mud

Communists against fox hunters
Words think and believe
Something good
And #GamerGate pops up again...
A result of local political theatre

Oppression Olympics
What to say...
Call of Meh, WW2
Where darkness goes... (For a science fiction novel)
What would a lizardman say

Where would you run? (For a fantasy novel)
Whatever
Sleep
'69'
I cannot even

The line that creates monsters (For a science fiction novel)
A poem a poem...
History repeated...
Ain't so great today
Caesar play

There is bravery and suicide
Star Trek Discovery – trailer thoughts
China and Germany: brothers against internet anonymity
Eh... No fucks given today...
The quality falls

Ye gods have mercy on me...
For a mere wrestling gif
Gardener’s plight (For a fantasy novel)
Nothing Burger
A day in the sun

I could laugh
Antifa are terrorists
The end of superhero films
Everything for everyone!
A pile of rubble once known as Mosul

Mosquitoes on my legs
Humans, apes, and donkeys
A fate most horrible (For a fantasy novel)
Five foot four, there we go
13th Doctor Who

Cool summer
Got a problem, look into the mirror
Winter is coming
99 endings...
1000

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tuomas Vainio
• Release date: Jul 23, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370086436

Tuomas Vainio

I write, I read, and the typos are still there. It is the crux of my life. Anyhow, my published works should not be overpriced and in some outlets you might be even able to set your own price!

Book preview

Wyrmslayer (For a fantasy novel)

Raise your shield,

Keep your head concealed,

Wait for the fury of fire to be sealed,

Then point onwards with the blade you wield,

And you must at all times keep your eyes well peeled,

Because against those fangs all suits of tin are easily unsealed,

You must endure until the chance for a killing blow is finally revealed.

The Scuffle of Berkeley

The sight of police hiding in their cars,

Is something that should give anyone a pause,

They cannot be said to serve, protect or uphold laws,

Such cowardice and failure of duty deserves no applause,

They should have stood in a line even if that shakes their jaws.

As for the use of smoke bombs: pay some heed to the wind,

Because if it is not directly blowing at your behind,

A bomb thrown in front will turn you blind,

And it works exactly as designed,

No need for a mastermind.

And here is a moment of silence,

For a scene that might become timeless,

A woman who longed 100 scalps by violence,

Discovered that her victims were not in compliance,

And acts of self defence do not require or need a license.

This really shows why political violence is a terrible idea,

It has that tendency to be as contagious as diarrhoea,

And sting much worse than your gonorrhoea,

It will not stop with a mere Ave Maria,

Your pants are stained by urea.

Violence is wrong without a doubt,

But part of me smiles to see antifa driven out,

Because violence is all they seem to be able to spout,

I hope response in kind makes them reconsider acts they flout,

That this is the only response that their own actions will bring about.

Clock ticks away (For a novel, me thinks.)

Today I watch clock tick away,

As hours turn towards end of the day,

I am left wonder if there is anything to say,

How with a moment all hopes and dreams betray,

And there is nothing left to grant any allay,

You just watch how clock ticks away,

Unable to stop the time of day.

A dog with a wolf's tail

A dog with a wolf's tail,

The length is of the same scale,

And side from side it is used as a flail,

Thus bangs and clangs follow its hasty trail,

Sight of it makes me laugh so much I could wail,

It looks like such a nice puppy and yet it will assail,

So watch out for this silly, silly dog with a wolf's tail.

Why have early elections?

No one can claim to know future and exact directions,

Nor even the public's current objections,

So why have early elections?

Why make this gamble,

Risk seeing all you have unscramble,

When you could proceed with your current shamble?

It can only make sense if one side stands on an absolute,

And to oppose the other claims something moot,

Seats will be lost as if robbed by a brute.

You might loathe the opposing side,

But when they stand in right it is hard to be snide,

And thus they will earn that vote even if it hurts your pride.

There are issues that transcend politics as usual,

And to ignore those would be delusional,

An act fitting for a mere juvenile.

One of the sides is truly weak,

They live inside a bubble so to speak,

From outside their outcome appear