Open Poetry #49 |
The Dead Poets Society Reunion |
Cari Member Posts 411 Englnand |
The Dead Poets Society Reunion * * This scribbler’s band, you understand meet yearly on Christmas Eve A gathering of poets and would you know it, more talent it’s hard to perceive At that den of sin a notorious inn called The Place of the Rabid Goat Bards galore, over twenty or more and others of fame and of note Happy and warm, sheltered from the storm which outside was a’raging A joyful thong for the beer was strong and the girls were quite engaging Chairman Keats got to his feet to quieten the crowd with his gavel “Order Please, you gents and ladies; SHUT UP you unruly rabble” Downing a gin, cried “Let the evening begin, Mr Kipling take the stand if you please’ Stoned out of his mind it was rather unkind to be hoisted onto his knees Grey haired old Kips took a couple of sips “Right” he said with a lecherous grin ”Yesterday on the bed where Mandy lay, I was a better man than you Gunga Din’ ‘Now I don’t know his name or how hell he came all the way from Mississippi But now he’s here, give a big cheer, hurry up mate and make it slippy’ ‘I’ll tell you a tale where men are all men and the women are quite hairy too On the wide open plains where seldom it rains, it’s deficient of Diners, and Loo’s McGraw’s the name and it’s held with acclaim in the Land Where the Buffalo Roam There ain’t no canteens all I eat is canned beans that’s why I can never go home Good things must end and it’s a touch cruel to send the company out in the snow But Burns and Shelley were feeling quite merry and so were Will Shaky and Poe Lord Byron felt fruity and considered it his duty to escort Sylvie Plath. cross the floor Discovered next day to the landlords’ dismay was a very rude verse on the door So if on that night you’ve a poem to recite, go down to the Goat and insist Among all your peers there’s no worries or fears cos their all most certainly er— inebriated |
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DaysofView Member
since 2014-04-01
Posts 433Just A Slice Of The Pie |
This was so much fun to read! WoW! Like a genius you write! Love this one and see Cari, its even easy for me to understand! Wonderfully written! If I were more than I am, I'd see things differently instead of the same all the time. |
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latearrival Member Ascendant
since 2003-03-21
Posts 5499Florida |
clever, enjoyed, Jo Perry |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
I stand on my desk "Captain(s), my Captain(s)" I hear your heart beats in this poem, All of yours in the dead poets society Who have given voice to my friend. Thank you, you are not forgotten as you can see by this poem, Your tradition, and history is carried on In these leaves of poetry grass. |
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Ari Squire Member Posts 488 In The Phallus Lane |
Saluting the immortals with an attractive 'twist of lime' at the end. Clever and imaginative Cari. More feelings and fewer words please |
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Cari Member Posts 411 Englnand |
Thank guys for your comments, much appreciated. I like flirting with styles and content in the poetry I write, from the slightly abstract to the feel good poems and all the stops in between, both in free verse and rhyme. Above all I am an image writer, perhaps a bit out of date now but I hope readable to everyone. Thank you again, John. |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
" perhaps a bit out of date.." Nonsense! Your style is a pleasure to read, and to visualize by the reading of your words |
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Cari Member Posts 411 Englnand |
Your too kind. Cari. |
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Ari Squire Member Posts 488 In The Phallus Lane |
These replies say it all. Every line a gem. More feelings and fewer words please |
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