Those Who Can't Defy
So many works, untitled and unsung
Heroic in their quiet mediocrity
Grow mouldy in the mind, infect the tongue
Bring quiet confusion to the thoughts of all
Who by the hornet, Vanity, are stung
Such varied themes, so many diverse styles
Tyrannized not by single mind
Grow musty with age, in mental files
Bring syllabic profusion to drowning synapses
Which, smiling, our Erato now beguiles
Some overstay, some meet with early axe
Heroic in their sacrificial hopelessness
Yet in their sense of Wisdom sadly lax -
Bring "One Fish Two Fish" no competition
While beckoning, unencumbered by facts
Most coalesce, some never find their bones
Tyrannized by style over substance
Yet giving stylish readers naught but groans -
Bring revolution to the poets' graves
Each, wisely, capped with uncastable stones
Contributors: | Beefy, Kansas Sam, Roland, P, Grayman, loaf, Apsley. |
Poem finished: | 16th May 2003. |