A playwright crafts plays... right?
let's coin the word "poemwright"
it's understandable, at first sight
it'll catch on (well, it might!) :-D
Aristophanes, my favourite Attic writer,
When he had pen in hand, was a fighter
Politics and poetics: his precious topics
I know not politics, he loved but poetics
Aristophanes, my favourite Attic writer,
Clung this man to clouds I know tighter
For his Clouds disperse all our doubts
But his Birds shroud my eyes with clouds
Aristophanes, my favourite Attic writer,
Men by his pen fly so sky high lighter
His Frogs I hear, Brekakekex croak, croak
My nose now tickles for his Wasps - poke
Jan. 17, 2021 (Originally posted on Dec. 16, 2020)
COMPLETELY YOUR CHOICE (43)any form any theme Poetry Contest
Contest sponsor: Brian Strand
I was once an actor,
But the lawyer came.
I was a fighter, too,
But the referee came.
They chased me throughout the forest.
They kidnapped me from the wilderness.
I was stripped to skin.
I faced death.
Now I am fenced
within the prison of helotry.
Now I cluster with the billions ---
Fenced within the prison of helotry.
What say you to a game of cards?
But, sir, how much better you are!
A game of chess, mayhap is bought?
Sir, you are witty, and beat you I'll not!
Then perhaps a turn about the hall?
Surely not, for I will fall!
How's your skill with arrow and bow?
I should tell you to lay low!
A sword, then, is your take?
Only, sir, if it is fake!
Horseback riding-of this do you fear?
Oh most definitely, for the horse will rear!
Is there nothing you can do?
Why, I'll play hearts with you!
What is this if I may ask?
Beware, for it's no easy task!
I'm up for the challenge, what entails?
Reciprocation, sir, for the one who fails!
Deal-I say, when do we start?
Never, sir, for you've stolen my heart!