Obscure Poet!
What on earth
does he mean?
Oh! For goodness sake
I can't decipher!
It's all fiddle dee dee
and blah de blah,
a load of flatulence
to me!
Is it good?
Or, is it bad?
Or is he just simply
stark raving mad?
There must be a message
between the lines.
Something Profound?
I can't define.
Pollution.....?
Nah, that's not it.
If I write that
I'll look like the twit.
Foreign words
and too many verbs,
extraneous adjectives
that undermine,
it's nowhere near
as clear as mine.
".....unfeeling Nature"?
Umm........"vicious eyes"?
Oh!.......and there's
something about Time.
A mouse.............?
Ah, a muse! I know that,
it's something to do
with that inspiration thing
that they say makes
the imagination sing,
and the creative juices flow.
Ah!..... sod it!
I can't be bothered
trying to fathom
opaque language
and poetic anguish.
Metaphors and similies!
Rhyming cuplets
and Iambic quintuplets!
You know what I mean.
Less obfuscation!
Scrap intonation,
high brow articulation
and fabrication.
Give it to me straight
then I can debate
whether it's good
or bad, first rate
or just average.
Humph!...'visionary poets'!
They dream in riddles
and languish words
full of anguage
that rant at the page
and give me a migraine!
Just give it to me straight
and then I can decide.
If it's good
or if it's bad.