to all rejected stalkers of their museA Poem by Wandering Minstrelahhh my dearest muse,
abandons me as well I have had so many pink slips in my life that I could do a ballet in them, wearing ankle length tu-tus over my hairy gams, times a hundred costume changes, and an audience of editors and publishers, and literary screeners producers and record execs directors and professors who I would with delight, bend over in front of while spotlighted in ten thousand watts and shoot a most glorious full moon as I rip their pink slips from my graceful form and expose the real face of what they sometimes reveal when they deny artists because of anal retentiveness or quotas or ignorance of what could be the next great work.... A soul-ution perhaps write one of your best poems and put it in that book, that denied you and return to the store and put it on the shelf... then photocopy the same poem and place a folded copy of it in all of the other books so that all who buy this tome of poems will see the thrust of your mission that was driven by omission!! ....or just keep trying, I am a fan of your work, that's one!!!, now there are twenty-two billion or so more to go. © 2014 Wandering MinstrelReviews
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11 Reviews Added on August 27, 2014 Last Updated on August 27, 2014 AuthorWandering MinstrelLondon, United KingdomAboutWelcome! My name is Donovan Arthur Perth. This is a new site where I will post early, and new poems and give myself another venue to work under. Your comments are like drops of honeydew to a dying cac.. more..Writing
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