Ouch!
Great!!
Didn't wordsworth compose while striding out at his lanky iambic pace?
And Mandlestam (Osip - not Hartlepool Pete!) mumble to himself while
shuffling between street-corners?
Can you get veruka's on poems? (a full stop that shouldn't be there!).
Athlete's foot with yr dactyls... (how the line itches)
H'm... yr poem's making my mind wander/hobble around...
Bob
>From: "D.C Bursey" <[log in to unmask]>
>Reply-To: The Pennine Poetry Works <[log in to unmask]>
>To: [log in to unmask]
>Subject: Ten Poems
>Date: Fri, 25 Oct 2002 11:14:00 -0230
>
> Grasshopper, ever since you posted that news about feeling ill to write
>
>anyway this is a bit of dark fun no insults intended
>david
>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
>
>A little pain
>writes the words,
>the motion detectors say.
>Feel ill,
>write songs for the gods.
>
>An old poet sits
>waiting for his muse,
>nine golden canes
>hang on the wall,
>under each
>a beautiful poem to read.
>
>With a heavy sigh,
>he draws his gun from his desk,
>points it at his last remaining toe-
>
>Bang!
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