The Mad Poets

dverse


we come in assorted ages
coloured shapes and size
wordsmiths artists and philosophers
a rainbow of beliefs



some of us write in riddles
a few of us love Will
sometimes  words will thrill
others slash and kill




some of us are kooky
some of us elite
some send hearts a flutter
some are obviously  nutters



some of us are form freaks
some of us are geeks
bizza baby's love notes
swoon the ladies in a heap


Oooooooooo  Bizza !!!!!!


sometimes volatile and feisty
temperaments come to blows

part of life's  due process
poets are no different by jove

some of us are teachers
keeping  grammar sloths
on their toes



the humorous ones with their puns
throw rain upon the rows

some of us have the courage
to read their poems out loud

some of us get into huffs
verging on the proud
dropping french and syntax bombs
frightful , gasp, KAPOW !


but all in all tis a family
of creative gifted folk
a virtual mini soap opera
with wows and yells ' i'm stoked '

and everyone of us writing here
in their floral smocks and coats
can raise a glass to dverse

WOOT
and call themselves a poet