I’m not sure I should shout from the rooftops that I wrote
might have been wiser to give the credit to
mind it’s one of mine.
Impossible (but rhyming) Poetry
I was born with a huge preoccupation
To understand the moons interlunation
(period of moons invisibility)
This led to an information escalation
Almost causing a nuclear spallation
(nuclear physics reaction)
So I really must apologize
For my tendency to neologize
(invent new words)
It’s something I’ve started to optimize
Ever since I learned to euphemize
(use euphemisms)
The last thing we need is a panic
About someone a bit homorganic
(linguistics term)
Since I’ve gone electronic
It’s easier to write macaronic
(type of verse)
So it’s all in your head, cerebral
With a wink of the palpebral
(relating to the eyelid)
Let this poem become a memorial
A sartorial, tutorial, factorial, auctorial
(relating to the author)
Peter Holt
2 comments:
Hi Peter ~~ I left a post last night, but it's gone where good
comments go. I prefer simple little pomes rather than this
complicated one with big words.
Is Margaret going to house-sit for you this trip. I have written her a letter and not sure where to send it. Probably Caloundra.
Could you let me know please.
I enjoy this poem. :) I think I am going to post some poetry I wrote on my randm tidbits blog later this weekend. Between you and another good friend of mine I am feeling inspired to share it. We'll see if I follow through or change my mind.
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