Poemwriters,
Not Poets
Words,
Not Poetry
(c)2013 Bob
Atkinson
over and
above my trials
extended out
for many miles
search I do
most frequently
for an
explanation holding tea
yes, it's
hard to find that which
my heart
looks for, an open ditch
holding,
directing, a flow of words
toward my
cache of nouns and verbs
by this my
meaning's been quite clear
I need in
desperation some useful phrases
thoughts of
which in my understanding
build
ramparts and battle flags waving
but no
can't
find these words of note
that which living
authors recently wrote
they seem to
take over vanity presses
wanting
rewards for writing messes
perhaps they
wish the title cheaply
"Poets"
they call themselves not meekly
in my mind,
they're "Poemwriters,"
a word which says nothing at all
of quality they've brought into our halls
sheepskins cover them with camo
words denoting their entitlement shallow
merely
define actions, not quality of verbs
hold themselves harmless for being brazenly disturbed
so, to those
poemwriters of today
I give the
challenge, if they can take it
send your
words out to the world for free
quit taking
what isn't yours to keep
you are not a
poet if you don't
give the
world much of what you wrote
words upon
words of quality value
ideals
bequeathed, not held as chattel
