Denys E. W. Jones
Denys E. W. Jones Poems
|41.||The Theft Outright||9/15/2006|
|42.||Against The Grain||7/2/2007|
|43.||They Say All Men Are Brothers||10/11/2006|
|44.||Burberry Goes To China||4/10/2007|
|46.||Cut Your Carbon Footprint!||2/8/2007|
|47.||The Language Of Love||1/4/2007|
|48.||The Worst Poem Ever Written||8/23/2006|
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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 ...
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.