Poetic Snobbery Poem by Raymond Jimison

We write of sophistry, hegemony, and things that go bump in the night.
There's sullen mumbles and angry grumbles and turning toward the light.
But, editors slash and turn into trash, works we know are fine.
Screaming, 'This can't have worth or be held dear...it rhymes! '

Our brains do smile and giggle and dance with music in the words,
as rhythms enhance our thoughts and stance in terms before unheard.
So, let's go with Poe, and stay loose with Seuss and the Goose.
Never denying what our minds refuse to lose.

It's a big wide world and all should be heard, whether writing free or not.
Iambic, pandemic, neurotic or haiku, it all should be part of the pot.
So, we'll say what we say, in our own way, ignoring the book-smarty.
It's not our loss, have a good day, it's they who are missing the party.