Sunday Poetry and Anagrams

Today’s Poetic Bloomings Prompt #107 asks us What’s in a Name. As with the writing challenge given us last month for NaPoWriMo, we get to pop our names into an anagram generator program and use anagrams created from our names to use in a new poem. There was a twist to this request, however, We were to take as many of the anagrams as we wished to provide lines or parts of lines within the body of the poem; not just for the title.

I admit it. I got a bit carried away since I had over 1000 anagrams to choose from. So I write a story instead of just a poem. Call it a short epic poem, if you will. I hope you enjoy it.

Legacy Tuned Out

In the long ago
A teacher came
To educate Lug Tony;
Whose gay uncle touted
a coy legend, tutu in hand, but
a decent guy, lout not at all.
He put forth a challenge
The teacher could not refuse.

Uncle threw down a crimson velvet
gauntlet, coy due to teacher’s fine face;
acutely tongued, Uncle said he had
located Tune Guy, musical genius
extraordinaire, to create a legacy
duet unto the people of his land.
Palaces and castles ordered
The world and nobility ruled it.
Uncle wanted his nephew to learn
the dance lute, gouty though it might be;
this a judgment in ducal tongue,
yet teacher took time to press for
particulars on his new student’s problem
when the lad arrived caged, unduly toted.
Wild-eyed and slavering, barking as
Would hounds to the huntsman’s horn.

“Ah, reluctant to learn a skill.”
Tune Guy stepped forward, bowing
Before he explained the situation.
“We have his lute acutely tuned. Go
To him and begin quickly, that I
May begin my Lunacy Etude. Got
To have it completed before the
Festival in a fortnight’s time.”

“We wish it to be the people’s
Official Gale County Duet,”
Uncle burbled, his eyes gleaming.
“We were given one word by your
agent—dulcet. You may begin
To sooth this beast, give him
Lute skill and grace for all.
You have little time to spare.”

Teacher gulped chagrin like
Fine wine and looked at his
Unkempt, feral pupil and imaged
A most unkind fate to come;
Future’s portrayal would paint
His new cadet lute, young
Lug Tony, as providing
Teacher’s final musical work,