Saturday, September 25, 2010

Midnight poetry symposium

Poets will go on and on
They have the stamina to fight
After all the rest have gone

Some praise Chaucer, some praise Donne
Living rivals are heaped with spite
Poets will go on and on

Being brief is seldom done
They drone their woes into the night
After all the rest have gone

"Publishing is one big con
The money making grip's too tight"
Poets will go on and on

Booker, Costa, Orange won,
For novelists the future's bright
After all the rest have gone

They argue over who should write
They have the stamina to fight
Poets will go on and on
After all the rest have gone


25/9/10

2 comments:

Shay said...

Very well written! I like your sense of humor. (sorry I know you don't know me but sometime if I'm bored I like searching random blog and reading them-- esp if its entertaining :-)

morrow said...

Like this poem.