Denys E. W. Jones
Denys E. W. Jones Poems
The Worst Poem Ever Written
The worst poem ever written.
Well, what did you expect?
Strikes no chords, hits no buttons,
Just leaves you all perplexed.
Speaks not of Life, Death, Hope or Hate,
Or hearts by Love’s darts smitten.
You surely will not like its shape,
Its form, its structure, rhythm.
Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter
Get only a brief mention.
Where is the focus, centre?
What captures our attention?
No similes, no imagery,
No metaphors, no meat.
No juicy, tasty turns of phrase
In which to sink one’s teeth.
A dud, a flop, complete dead ...
The Things We Need
Clean, fresh air to breathe,
Something in which to believe,
Collar and tie for the office,
Bucket and spade for the beach.
Water when we are thirsty,
Fire when we are cold,
Money to burn in our reckless youth,
Bedpan and pills when we’re old.