I don’t want a Poem …

I don’t want a poem
That has me reaching
For my Thesaurus, my dictionary
My iPod for some light relief
A bundle of words tumbling
Over each other that sometimes
Rhyme. Sometimes there is
Rhythm. Sometimes there is
Neither. So what are we
To make of it?
If we can’t understand
Complicated words

My thoughts at 9:30 this morning.
I thought about getting Judy Dench to read it – what d’you reckon?

2 thoughts on “I don’t want a Poem …

  1. I can’t write poetry. I was just taking the Mickey out of the modern stuff I read last night. But I am now officially calling it My First Ever Poem … Can you see the BRB in the photo? 🙂

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