Thinking

Stop! Stop! Stop!

What is this rot?

Of words and verbage painfully troubled,

Like poet's piss, found in a puddle?



No please relax I say, and go instead,

And prepare yourself for rest and bed,

But before you do first free your head,

Avec un verre de vin, or a clean, rough red.





(c)Richard.H.Elliott 2003


Author's Notes/Comments: 

Poetry should well, like a good class or glass of learning, be enjoyed and consumed with a satiating glee.

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Athalia Lystra's picture

Splendid. Wonderful. Strikingly true.

I simply loved it, Richety.