Licence Poems - Poems about Licence

Please Parse The Metaphor

Do you have a poetic licence
to park your pitiful purple prose
(alliteratively he wrote)
it even puts my poor feet to sleep
and gives me painful coma toes
(literally did he quote)

And have you paid your syn tax
to persist in paltry poetry
(a non sequitur perhaps)
as dabbling in sad scribbling
is how your paean 'ppears to me
(no storied scripts mere scraps)

Before

A Consistently Poor Wage

A consistently poor wage
Licenses rage:
An ugly fight against the cage,
Steady enveloping of stagnant wage,
A temper warning every wedge,
Rising while lowered with vintage.

Hirers open a sterile page,
Not a complimenting line for a sage:
Reflections of his usage,
Not a half paragraph for his adage…

The low income earner won’t this manage,
Nor life in his fatiguing village:
The vast hum drums

Divorce

The biggest mockery of what  couples have one other told,
Impressing a play acting, very bold
To conceal some sure, future bickering
From a supportive solemn gathering.

Spouses once dying to see each other’s nudity
Now abhor each other’s faces,
The other one an outright  oddity
That looks a bit tolerable behind laces…

A time Satan proves himself more profound
Than his

Driving Licence

New driving license 

Going to the doctor make me nervous 
I was renewing my driving license and feared they would say
no, you are too old and have many illnesses.
It was not so bad
I had to read the letters from a chart on the wall
the doc whispered something I had to repeat, And that was all.
Except

A Lifetime Drivers Licence

Going for a driver's test next week
It's a written test, the rules of the road they seek
If I don't know 'em by now
There's no hope no how
Should be a lifetime license when we're at our peak

Licence

Our impulses does civilisation set out to control
Regulation rules.
Let slip society's commandments
And the feral runs riot.

Between the rational and the visceral 
There is a constant struggle
Identified so starkly in The Heart Of Darkness
Where unmoored from the diktats of custom
Kurtz  his moral compass loses.

This same lesson does Lord Of The Flies 
Try to inculcate
And the

Poetic Licence

A poets prerogative, poetic licence
It has to be said in whispered silence.
To misspell a word to make it rhyme.
You know some do it to end a line.
Its poetic licence, like a rapids dimple.
Whirlpool, avoid, like a simple pimple.
Ere you could get sucked in so deep.
Poetic licence, that’s all, don’t freak.
Playing with words too, a poetic

Poetic Licence

Poetic Licence

I've been granted my Poetic Licence,
Which allows me to write as I find.
Exaggeration here, embellishment there,
A free spirited open mind.

With vivid inspired imagination,
I see clearly the world around me,
Never letting the truth spoil a good story,
My pen writing the things I see.

As I look from my bedroom window,
An apartment in an industrial town.
Wildebeest migrate

Senior's Driver's Licence

To renew my driver's licence at this ripe old age
Need some distractions, “Hey look at the fuel gauge!”
“Almost outta gas!!!
Did you see that ass?
How's the wife and kids? Have you ever been raped”???

Woe Is Me To the Dvlc Driving Vehicle Licence Centre

Woe is me to the DLV by Gypsy View previous topic View next topic Go down  
 

Location :  Marton, New Zealand

 



Oh DVLC you have upset me, you are so unkind

You’ve committed the ultimate sin; I need to unwind

You  really have upset me with your letter received to-day

How could you be

Unshackle My Verse - Poetic Licence

Nothing is worse than badly rhyming verse
Or poems so obscure that no one can read
Sadly, after investigating some dreadful examples
Writing poetry is now banned - the police have decreed!

So writing poetry is now illegal
I’m bereft I’ll just sit down and cry
If I can’t dip my pen in the ink
I’ll simply fade away and die

I’ve decided

Poeterick Licence

I have an admission to make,
I feel I'm a poetic fake.
I write only in rhyme
and in most every line
poeterick license I take!

I also spend time having fun,
this seriously is overdone.
In enjoying the ride
I have fun on the side
though quite often I fall on my bum!

The moral of this is quite clear
though most will consider me

Poetic Licence

I’ve renewed my poetic licence
Just hope it won’t ever expire

Poetry has become a bit of an addiction
My words can be fact or they could be fiction

But I plan to keep on writing quite a bit
Even if you think my poems are a heap of rubbish!*

* Can't think of a suitable rhyming word :-) 

4th January

Poetic Licence

Play with word pun in flow and fun;
Opt to fling thought in lines that rhyme;
Etch a fond run in rain and sun;
Taut and loose plot that stretch each chime;
Ink flow and feel with love that lives;
Charm hurls to heal pulse that now gives.


Line by line seek to stretch wordplay;
Image funds say as ideas show;
Choice strives

Licence Revoked

I wasn't very careful driving my pen
My poetic licence has been revoked
I guess I didn't follow all the poetic rules
So my licence has gone up in smoke

Here I am now forced to travel
Without my trusty pen in hand
Left to walk on lonely beaches
Writing my words in the sand

Don't follow in my footsteps
Let them all be

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