Nothing More To Say Poem by Barry Middleton

we have left the wonderland
gone away for good I say

and what we deem as poetry
are mansions only of dismay

in lieu of grander themes we get
bland descriptions of vacations

of sunset in the Pyrenees
sabbaticals of inspiration

no more of pondering the stars
nothing calls from Palestine

we lift a glass with haughty airs
to comment on a vintage wine

and cast aside the crumpled news
to muse upon a worthy quote

the one that we almost forgot
that line the famous poet wrote