Denys E. W. Jones


Denys E. W. Jones Poems

1. I Wanna Nose Job 8/8/2008
2. A Thousand Mile Journey 8/12/2008
3. Two Turtledoves 8/30/2008
4. Jules Et Jim 9/11/2008
5. Obama Or Mccain? 10/7/2008
6. Karadeniz 1/3/2012
7. The Night Of The Shooting Stars 8/19/2012
8. The Glass Hearse 11/4/2013
9. Barn Owls Down 1/5/2014
10. Deaths And Births 1/12/2014
11. Prospects For Peace 7/29/2014
12. Knocking At Our Door 5/21/2015
13. The Work 10/9/2015
14. Blood Blood Blood 11/22/2015
15. Football And Brexit 6/29/2016
16. The Trees Of Crocefieschi 8/2/2018
17. Meteors, Planets, Fixed Stars 8/12/2013
18. Come Back 1/19/2013
19. Head Versus Heart 8/27/2008
20. The Other Woman 9/5/2013
21. Digital Stress 9/8/2013
22. You Can Contribute A Verse 9/27/2006
23. The Things We Need 11/30/2006
24. Eleven Little Questions 8/9/2006
25. The Race Against Time 3/7/2007
26. Three Women 12/8/2006
27. Subject Matter 2/15/2007
28. The Chicken Or The Egg? 4/28/2007
29. Four Elements 5/22/2007
30. Doubts 4/6/2011
31. Spring Sensations 4/10/2011
32. Contract Expired 1/5/2009
33. Thank God I'M Not Famous 7/1/2009
34. Miguel Delibes 3/17/2010
35. The Rose On The Dungheap 8/11/2006
36. The Chimes At Midnight 2/20/2009
37. Dead Dog Blues 12/19/2006
38. Do You Think The World Will Notice? 1/6/2008
39. To The Sleepers 10/31/2008
40. Love Is Not Love... 11/26/2009

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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 ...

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Dead Dog Blues

Once I had a dog that wagged its tail.
Barked night and day till the neighbours complained.
P’lice came round, put the dog down.
Dog don’t bark no more.

Bought me a budgie that sang in a cage.
Caught bird flu one fine day.
Croaked and coughed, feathers dropped off.
Budgie no sing song.

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