On Poetry
The word the world moved,
The elements, and more.
Outstanding Cowboy Poetry,
It almost gallops along.
While the later poets use repetitive phrases and syntactical patterns,
Our database is nobody's business.
A variety of dróttkvætts followed by a choriamb.
(Well, now I feel foolish.)
The crowd went wild with unpublished poetry.
For the great, enduring mysteries of the World.
The passionate, burning, undeniable forces of Gilgamesh.
The human race is an illustration, is an eerie, wintry dream poured into battle.
More recently, postmodernism has,
often reflected on the twentieth century.
(New Apocalyptics.)
Numerous competing theories about war.
I slept some more.
Today, I caught the sun in the perfect poet.
Poetry is the job of Robert Frost.
You can be Poetry's sister.
