Geezer Poets Poem by Rev. Dr. A. Jacob Hassler
Geezer Poets
geezer poets with your guns ablaze
who pathetically pine for your glory days
who shoot down young poets at every whim
who burn their every poem, every prose, every hymn
who would curse a young poet in your final gasp
dropping your weapon from your weakening grasp...
geezer poets, you know who you are
no one gives a damn about your fallen star
and when dementia renders you unable to think
of which ends your lousy pens diffuse your stupid ink
a young poet will use your rifle's butt
to pound the tired lid of your coffin shut
Excellent poem, Jake - although I'm feeling like I might be one of the geezers, Lord, help me. But I did enjoy reading this poem. My warmest regards and respect, CJ
...yeah, I could be like that when I'm older... neat as always, Jake. Rich Hanson too has a sharp poem about an ex-hot geezer poet on the faculty staff...
yes, yes LOL until I realize I AM a geezer poet to any 30 year old.
Not a bad poem, but I hope one day, you and I become geezer poets, I think I hope that, I don't hope the part about putting other poets' work down.
Love it. The wonderful irony of this is in it's impeccable rhyme which is a rather conservative way to put a poem together. A lot of geezers would approve the form while grumbling about the content.
i thought this was great, DIEnamic. stickin' it to the man, as God intended. & nice rhymes. Sus.
Shooting from the hip. A neat and fun piece. Enjoyed! ! ! ! ! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Scary stuff, and nice work with rhyme.