An Old Poet

If a cannibal gets tired of his companions, they would quite likely still make a good meal

There was an old poet

Who had trouble writing

Because he spent most of his time

Involved in fingernail biting

 

He bit and he bit

All through the long years

Until he’d was bittenizated

Right up to the ears

 

Since he valued his hearing

That’s where he decided to stop

With his head, from ears up

Mounted on a computer desktop

 

Though finding rhymes

Were still in his head

Instead of now writing

They were verbally said, instead

 

The computer neath his noggin

Recorded each offered rhyme

With recording going on and on

For an indefinite length of time

 

A very nice lady passing

Just by chance on her way

But after noticing the strange twosome

On the computer, she pressed play

 

Endless poetics flowed forth

All a delight to the ear

Being a perennial poem publisher

She activated her recording gear

 

The poet and computer

Soon known world over

With big bucks rolling in

Leaving them deep in deep clover

 

Then purchasing a three-D printer

They computed a human frame

Now they travel the world over

Enjoying lives filled with fame

 

 

Reviews

[D. Mansfield]

Awesome, I love this poem

[Dave Brown]

Thanks, I enjoyed writing it also
Appreciate the visit

[Vol]

Dave,
I had a professor friend who said, "You can spend decades writing important literary poems, publishing in all kinds of venues and make hundreds of dollars."
Western culture has lost its culture... except for the Philistine bit.
Vol

[Dave Brown]

I doubt I'll ever make dime doing any type of writing, partially because I am basically too lazy to make the effort but mostly I'm not capable enough in the English language being the main reason I don't do more commenting/reviewing.
However, I also paint pretty pictures and am fortunate enough to bring in a few bucks doing that, altho' that is a much, much slower process than playing around with words.
Anyhoo, think I've gone off topic!!
enjoy

[FGFRANKLIN]

There are old poets and bold poets, hot poets and cold poets but the dead ones are still the most popular. We make our mark on the world to have it blue penciled through by each and every eager editor waiting to become a critic. Eh, it's a writer's life.

[Dave Brown]

I have never published
it must be quite satisfying

[FGFRANKLIN]

Poetry is fun. I like all kinds. But there's not much money in it. (laughing) There's a huge market out there for writers though, especially if you can turn a phrase. Advertising, articles on demand, travel brochures and even greeting card verse...writing can pay the bills but not poetry. Still, poetry is fun.

[Dave Brown]

BTW where did you access that thing on the American Buffalo
While searching I came across a very upsetting documentary on the Cariboo herds in the far north of BC Alberta and Alaska which are being decimated by the oil industry
Basically, who the hell cares about a bunch of dumb Cariboo when there are resources to plunder

[FGFRANKLIN]

I watched it on PBS on our local station. Maybe you can find it at PBS.

[Thomas W Case]

Lots of fun. Great job. Well crafted.

[Dave Brown]

perhaps they could be taking time to read your works
thanks for the visit

[Coyote Poetry]

I loved this tale Dave. We do become part of our equipment. I need my stand-up computer and laptop. I liked the happy ending. Good to find our muse. Thank you my friend for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Dave Brown]

Because it is about 15 below here, which is extremely unusual, I am another old poet(?) semi glued to my computer because it's too freekin cold to do anything else and the kicker is, we are supposed to get even more snow overnight.
I shouldn't complain because a friend in Alberta is totally frozen, including their septic tank, with the whole province being on the edge of a massive blackout.
Don't know how lucky we actually are!!
Good to hear from you and thanks for your many reviews
take care and keep warm

[Coyote Poetry]

Was my pleasure. I have heaters on and I was lucky. 300,000 lost power nearby. You are welcome Dave.