Walk down poets' lane,
Climb poets' hill.
Swim in poets' pool,
Visit poets' mill.
Sit in the shade of poets' tree,
Wander in poets' park.
Cross poets' river,
By means of poets' ark.
Eat poets' pie,
Drink poets' ale.
Study poets' verses,
Read poets' mail.
Fly in poets' jumbo jet,
Sail in poets' yacht.
Turn poets' corner,
And see who you can spot.
Last edited by Dr. Cambridge; 03-23-2010 at 04:22 AM. Reason: I'm an editor
"In pure mathematics infinity has no measureable fractions and recording its duration is pointless. We are present so that the future can become the past. The Universe is inside something really big, but we don't have to worry about that."
Yours Truly.
Dr. C, Very nice... Great fun and I really enjoyed it. Thanks. H
Perfect for my morning! Thanks! and - how would we worry about what contains infinity, while, in our measurable universe, every fraction is a wonder... Bar
This is something I'd like to read an elementary class to promote poetry. It is awfully cute.
And you will soon be able to spot Ted Hughes along with all the others in Poets' Corner.
An enjoyably breezy poem. If you had one couplet less, it would be a sonnet. A nice idea; a bit too repetitive, maybe it could be broken so each couplet has one 'poet' feature and a quick description of what you would find there; or perhaps replace 'poets'' with the name of a poet associated with that thing (although 'Sail in William Carlos Williams's yacht' is a bit of a mouthful!).
Like jersea said, it does have a nursery rhyme quality to it, but that's no bad thing. I didn't comment on your other poem either, but thought that was well written as well. Keep it up.
Thanks for the link and your comments, blank|verse. My late mother wrote and published a lot of poetry and would see things everywhere that sent her into a poetic state of ecstacy (or is that a state of poetic ecstacy). I actually wrote this poem with two objectives. One, to show that poets are not just confined to a corner, and two, as a means of exploring the metaphorical turning of corners. There are a few sites on the web that deal with poetic turning as a literary device..Originally Posted by blank|verse
Last edited by Dr. Cambridge; 03-23-2010 at 08:51 PM. Reason: Extra words inserted.
"In pure mathematics infinity has no measureable fractions and recording its duration is pointless. We are present so that the future can become the past. The Universe is inside something really big, but we don't have to worry about that."
Yours Truly.
Wonderful romp! Thank you.
I like this, it brings to mind
a lyric from the Moody Blues:
"Just what you want to be,
you'll be in the end."
and also:
I agree with Bar's comment
in regard to your signature,
but how can we resign
ourselves not to wonder?
Last edited by hack; 03-24-2010 at 11:26 AM. Reason: Post Script
"Remember, we are all in this alone." - Lilly Tomlin
At first sight of your title I thought there might be an intended play on "Turn-coats" but I don't think that was your intention at all. Nevertheless, if you post this elsewhere or try to get it published, you might want to think of a less suggestive title.
I took the title to be an allusion to the actual Poets' Corner
in Westminster Abbey where Chaucer, among other Literary Lights, is planted.
The verse is a very funny parody of an ad for tourists.
I really laughed at the ironic, penultimate line -- as if a poet, from time immemorial conventionally thought of as an impoverished soul --could afford such luxuries as a private jet and a yacht.
Hope you stay with the rest of LitNutters and that you post more items as enjoyable as this.
Yes,AuntShecky, the actual Poets' Corner always was alluded to. Thanks for your enjoyable poets' remarks.
"In pure mathematics infinity has no measureable fractions and recording its duration is pointless. We are present so that the future can become the past. The Universe is inside something really big, but we don't have to worry about that."
Yours Truly.
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