I feel sure mine's a true case of ‘Poet's Mouth'
My fans certainly are precocious,
My goodness, oh they think I'm divine
They are all itching to be my Valentine.
I feel sure mine's a true case of ‘Poet's Mouth'
My words like rare jewels are so precious,
My rhythms like wild bats fly so free
Folk's hearts skip a beat when they listen to me.
I feel sure mine's a true case of ‘Poet's Mouth'
My thoughts like fresh snow truly pristine,
My rhymes like holy water quite pure
This confluence shining because I'm demure.
I feel sure mine's a true case of ‘Poet's Mouth'
My insights are really infectious,
My verse filled with poetic debris,
If I wrote free verse they could weaponize me.
I feel sure mine's a true case of ‘Poet's Mouth'
For high honor I'm certainly fit…..
How perfect if the first could be me….
Winner of the Golden Globes (of poetry!)
Dear Sir, this is in fact in the case of so many literary persons. But a real poet is surely a humble one. thanks for nice efforts!
Oh, yes, I've seen these symptoms before....you have definitely come down with a most egregious case of Poet's Mouth. But luckily, it will pass quickly and it's not contagious. Ha! Very clever poem, Brian. I love it!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great poem Brian. I loved the uniqueness of you rhyming lines and the continual theme of 'poets mouth'. You words flow like a beautiful river and has a nice whimsical tone. Very enjoyable read.