Here on Poemhunter, the newest poem,
it pops up on-screen
like the latest off-shoot, or newborn babe
or like a newest floral bud,
in the orchards of poetry
Or like a fresh wave of words
crashing and cresting upon the turf
For all and sundry to view, enjoy and surf!
Or ha ha, even like linguistic kernels
that pop like popcorn
in the crockery of Poemhunter
with different flavors to choose from
to reveal what’s been cooking in the minds
Some indeed spiced-up
some spicy
some acidic or buttery
all of ’em’, more or less with melody.
Or the newest poetry is
to put it more exquisitely
a fragrant flower just bloomed
in the bedecked bowers of poetry
Or to say, each latest poem
Pops up on screen
Like pop goes the weasel
For poems pop up like meerkats
but on the lookout for friends instead of foes
Ah, and then they might wait
for the honey and jam of comments
and perhaps even the bitter gourd of criticism
But healthy criticism like any bitter pill vital to health.
You’re lucky if the doctors of poetry
refrain from prescribing chits of bitter pills to swallow,
Or opted for sugar-coated ones
for which you heave a sigh of relief
you didn’t receiveblunt sharp critique!
As I prefer sugar coated pills in all situations.
Yet if they do administer the wrong dose
out of sheer bias and prejudice
You can always give them a taste of their own medicine
if you wish to be vengeful and impudent
Or you can forgo, overlookand be lenient
For my poetry is meant to be tasteful
Harshly insensitivereviews can leave a sour after taste in the mouth
As I’m habituated to taking sugar coated pills.
A prejudiced person could never appreciate my poetry
But all can comprehend my message hopefully.
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