“Post a Poet, Today!”
Post a Poet, Today;
you can help him to get him on his way;
stick said Poet in an envelope,
add a name, address;
then just pop on a first-class stamp,
and post him, to Inverness;
or wherever you hope to send him –
you can ask him if you like;
but, I’m sure he’ll show no interest;
he just wants to travel –
as words in his mind unravel –
aboard a train, in an aircraft’s hold, upon a Postie’s bike;
and garner skills and words;
that he wouldn’t find in his own back yard;
and, ‘An accent always adds an air
as was once said by an alliterative Bard.
Send him ‘second class’, if you wish;
he will not mind, he is a waxing-lyrical sort of writing type;
a strange concoction, one weird fish;
Poet’s aren’t normal – ignore all that hype, discard all the waspishness;
for one who rhymes all manner of things;
is decidedly over-ripe – yes?
And if his voice still with poetry sings;
give his brain a little wipe;
or the dust that clings
to his muse may cause,
of Boyle’s Laws;
and may, in essence,
exacerbate whatever flaws that lie within –
if not, he will take it upon the chin.
Parcel Post may be the thing,
wherein to dispatch the conscience of the rhyming king;
wrap him in the finest coat
of paper, bubble-wrap, and string,
and note the destination, reference code,
so that you can follow the Poet’s route,
as he travels train lines, air, and dusty road.
Post your Poet, today –
a little impetus should see him on his way.