Long Live The Saga Poem by Leslie Alexis

Why do we like
Poetic phrases
More than we like
Poetry?

Is it that we like
To be spoon-fed
With things that
Leave us dead?

Such that haikus
Are strewn
Like moon dust
Upon our moon

And sagas never
See the light of day
As we muck around in our
Unimaginative play

Roses are red
Violets are blue,
True, but what else
Did they do…

Take some time
And learn a form (besides haiku)
Freestyle is in, be unique
Don’t conform!

You'd be surprised
It's rather fun,
and at the end, you can praise you
For a job well done

Shakespeare, Shelly
The great that be
Would think this
Generation, quite lazy

Copyright © 2010 Leslie Alexis