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Tim
Senior Member

since 1999-06-08

Posts 1794

0 posted 2002-01-27 10:21 PM

When I hear the word critique,
I must admit my knees go weak,
I'm not so dumb, that I don't know it,
That I am lacking, as a poet.

Iambic what? I am a dunce,
I don't know rhyme, from my assonance,
Pentameter, is that some race?
Petrarchan who? from outer space?

I write a poetic witticism,
Then feel harsh bite of criticism,
My battered soul, to world lay bare,
You strap me in, your electric chair.

You skewer me on critic's spit,
Every single ode I've writ.
Why don't you get what my words mean?
Why must you chop, like guillotine?

All right, you win, I'll write no more,
My poetry, is out the door,
Gone forever, no more I'll bomb,
Fini, I hope, your happy Mom.

(Please don't tell Mom, I told a lie,
I'll keep on writing, just on the sly,
If you don't squeal, she'll never know,
So pen to paper, and on with the show.}

[This message has been edited by Tim (01-27-2002 10:41 PM).]

Morcastlin
Member

since 2002-01-14

Posts 244
The Jersey Shore, USA

1 posted 2002-01-27 10:27 PM

Oh, this was marvelous! Very cleverly done! Bravo!

Love,
Bonnie

doreen peri
Member Elite

since 1999-05-25

Posts 3812
Virginia

2 posted 2002-01-27 10:30 PM

LOL!!!!!! i LOVE it!! i feel the same way exactly only i couldn't write it nearly as well as this and if i tried to, hell, somebody would say they didn't understand it but they really liked it... hehe.... i get a lot of that

but anyway,,... seriously.... i LOVE this!!! great write, Tim!!