The Establishment

How dare you Sir
think you are a poet
where your lines have no
rhyme or reason in
the higgledy piggledy
of a verse hanging
in disarray that has no meaning.
Where the reader is left
dangling precariously balanced
over a so called stanza.
No! You Sir are a writer of thoughts
having no value on the poetry market.
Where are the emotions? Do tell!
May we remind you Sir
in the establishment of Poetry
there are rules, structures, meters
to abide by.
We must have order and discipline.
Discipline!
The World is Poetry but you
are a rogue of free expression:
a writer of thoughts and
you need to find
a World of thoughts.
How do you plead Andrew?
Guilty!

Reviews

[Lisasview]

Not sure why, but I giggles out loud..
Clever, well written explosion of thoughts my dear friend.. pulled together by you..
Really did enjoy this large array (if I can call it that?) of thoughts..
Lisa

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you Lisa.

[Lisasview]

You are most welcome

[Sami Khalil]

One of your most powerful stanzas on poetry and its value. You are a highly talented poet not to mention an Emperor of thoughts.

[andrew mitchell]

Belated thank you’s King Sami of verse

[Sami Khalil]

Hehehe! You are welcome Emperor Andrew. Emperor of everything.

[Sami Khalil]

"The World is Poetry but you
are a rogue of free expression:
a writer of thoughts and
you need to find
a World of thoughts."