Michael F Lewis Poet Ottava rima

Quiet

I raise my glass and pen to give a toast,
(For the all random thoughts that fill your sheets?)
No man, for poets that inspire me most,
Like Bryon, Whitman, Shelley, Keats and Yeats.
(Right! Your headache is driving you to boast.)
Long live also the poets labeled beats!
(Those prattling hacks make it even worse!)
Quiet! I say, or I’ll put you to verse!


01/09/2013
Written for the Poetry about Poetry Contest

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Julie Clark April 17, 2014 at 12:01 AM nice poem love the way it flows and it was funny at the end and its a great lay out

Debra Squyres January 21, 2013 at 3:51 PM Quiet can be intolerably loud at times lol Enjoyed the read and congrats on your win !!

Skat A January 20, 2013 at 7:14 PM congrats :-) SKAT

Mandy Tams The Golden Girl January 20, 2013 at 11:02 AM Congratulations on your winning spot Michael xx

David Williams January 20, 2013 at 9:42 AM Michael good poem and great form...David

Thvia Shetley January 17, 2013 at 8:24 PM I love your humor when you write.

Skat A January 14, 2013 at 1:56 PM I'M wondering what randomness fills your sheet. Michael, I like Shelley... like to see you take on the best. LUV~SKAT Michael F Lewis January 14, 2013 at 2:10 PM Hmm...how random are you? Thank you!

Poet Destroyer A January 10, 2013 at 4:48 PM Michael, lol... verse the hack out of them.... good poem...pd Michael F Lewis January 10, 2013 at 8:42 PM That's funny! Thank you Linda!

Sukmawati Komala January 9, 2013 at 9:53 PM very nice sharing Michael...congratulation for the contest :) SK Michael F Lewis January 10, 2013 at 8:42 PM Thank you very much SK!