All About A Genie Poet And Poetess In Poemhunter Poem by elysabeth faslund
All About A Genie Poet And Poetess In Poemhunter
Droning words, unfortunately read
This tender, fog-draped morning,
Has done nothing for my appreciation
Of the world of the 'Genie'...
'Genies' live constricted to their world,
Giving three wishes to one fool,
Or many fools, depending on the reach
Of their snare...and dare the reader walk
Blind into their dark world. Don't even rub their home
The wrong way...would you summon the
Not quintessential poet, poetess, who diatribes
On things which could be righted...
But has 'worded' it all the wrong way?
Leave your 'critiques' to judicial committees
Who, just possibly, could leave minutes
Of their meetings to a future of
One less war, one less grist for the
Mill of the poetic quill.
'Genies' give three wishes which are
Nothing more than slimy fishes
Which squirm through the hands of
The witless fool who only wanted
Material things...rings off the fingers of
Kings who are still alive...
And now the kings have grown silent.
Silent as the dark of those 'Genies'.
What obtuse reasons, what possibly
Coherent thoughts could have ranged
Through the home of those poets
To foster plans to escape from the
Bottle and litter the world of beautiful
Poetry with cloudy diatribe. The 'Genies' have
Well forgotten that the poetic pen is by God
Mightier than a BFS poetry critique.
elysabeth faslund
Note: And, now there's five among us.
Here is a quote that has been attributed to Max Reger and George Bernard Shaw on the subject of criticism, ''I am sitting in the smallest room of my house. Your critique is in front of me. Shortly it will be behind me.'
You pen your vitriol poetically and yet offer the reader much more than a clever critique - a fascinating story about a fascinating subject from long ago in fairyland and beyond. 'This tender fog-draped morning' is a beautiful beginning to a magnificent piece of writing. love, Allie xxxx
You seem to possess the courage & direct honesty to pursue your unique vision which is rather refreshing, and alas few & far between on this site. An enchanting observational piece with subtle interior rhyme, Elysabeth. Well before you alluded to the materialistic wish grantee(s) , I began to consider, now if only a bona fide altruistic mortal could attain three wishes to perform humanitarian deeds? Greg
This, too, is very evocative, and thought provoking. Words seem to flow effortlessly from your (dare i say?) magic fingers. Nice work.
This took alot of thought, is informative, interesting and ever so well put together. You are really good...I hope you know that..........marci.m.d.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 11:38:35 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A snatch of genius on the loose from the mind of EF to ensorcell us wouldhavebeens and wannabees - and yes, it does that to great effect! And also, at the same time, a magical weaving of the real and the fantastic to wake us from the world of careless thought. A very clever poetic blend bespeaking a sharp and discriminating mind. First rate in all departments. xx jim