The deluded non poets poem

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A little levity


I’m a poet

its what I’am,

I wear hats and scarves and jackets of tweed,

live on air and packets of seed

my front room smells like I just pee’d


I exude an eccentric aura

carry pocket books on exotic fauna,

I live in Croydon

but I’m an explorer,

I spent last summer on channel trawler.


I wrote a riddle for the Anglican times

very impressed by my pleasing rhymes,

though unaware of my nocturnal crimes

always in bed by midnights chimes.


Mother, poor cow she’s in the sod

its she that burdened me with poetry and god,

And dad, well of course he was the drinker

thought me a fop, and dreamy thinker.


Girls? oh well

there’s none of that

only me and Lawrence the trusty cat 

we sit in the garden where mother sat

and all my neighbours think I’m a twat.




Comedic delusion

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Wolfgar Miere

Sat 16th Jan 2016 03:14

Thanks all,

really good to get your comments on this. I do occasionally try and lighten up a bit.


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Fri 15th Jan 2016 21:24

Easy on the eye, a bit of fun - and it's nice. Reading something this far away from angst is a testament to you as a poet, for me. Ray


Fri 15th Jan 2016 21:21

Love it! You're much more versatile than you realise, I think :) I love the use of the more traditional form to send it all up.

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Vicki Ayers

Fri 15th Jan 2016 20:19

Haha!! I have a great image of your ultra ego now!! Very good & has made me chuckle thanks!! x

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Wolfgar Miere

Fri 15th Jan 2016 13:20

Thanks Graham,

I thought this was more like my old stuff! lol


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Graham Sherwood

Fri 15th Jan 2016 13:18

I knew you said you were going to change your style but isn't this a little extreme? :-)

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