Poems Of Piffle Poem by Shaun Cronick
Poems Of Piffle
Oh spare me all your loving speeches,
For I have heard them all before.
Your poetry needs editing entirely.
And stagnate on a cutting room floor.
You are simply mad as a hatter,
For you milk any themes to death.
Stretching poems beyond their limit,
Leaving readers short of breath.
For that's what your poems are,
And that's what they simply do.
Constant unattractive ramblings,
That should be torn in two.
You'll lose readers in droves,
If you play the same old tune.
Please look up the word originality,
Of which your poems are immune.
Excellent, inciisive comments Shaun neatly packaged in poetic form. I wonder if this poet is aware of the obvious irritation he or she is causing? Perhaps, not if he or she is as 'mad as a hatter.' What is it about this site that produces so many nutjobs? ! Like Heracles' task of cleaning out the Augean Stables, I think it would be an incredibuly arduous feat to remove these culprits. It's 'a no time at for piffle by faux poets' inspired five from me!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/29/2024 1:55:02 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I hope this not about me. I know I have many parts of my Anderson series here but they are works of a fictional love. Yr poem was wonderful! Bravo!