No, not for me; the plastic verse,
The lines of fractured prose.
Give me instead the singing rhyme
That each true poet knows.
The imagery that overwhelms
And sweeps you like a flood.
The thrilling, driving, metered verse
That pulses like the blood.
I want to feel the joy and pain
I want to taste the fear;
So take your plastic poetry,
And stick it in your ear!
hahaha all I can say is Amen You are the first I have read on this site and you are already my favorite. Cool write dude.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem is sparkling in its lyrics. Thanks.