Anti-Valentine
To My Second Wife
a very short poem by maht
You will never hold a candle
To the ashes on the mantle
a very short poem by maht
You will never hold a candle
To the ashes on the mantle
Posted circa 2:31:00 PM
Labels: Best of, wasting your time, Writing
11 comments:
ooooooh!
Fan-bloody-tastic! I have posted it, along with all the other err, great blog poets!
This is lovely, Mt. T, so beautiful.
Oh man.
Bad Poetry By Chris:
The Business Trip
Wind blows
Rain falls
Turbulence
Chaos
Darkness
Expense account
Guinness
Wine
Happiness
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Hey Mr Moon, I'm stuck in a hotel in Chichester trying the bad poetry thing again. Half a bottle of an Argentinian Malbec on the expense account will do that to a girl.
I hate Valentines day.
I shall post my own anti-Valentine sentiment tomorrow. Perhaps for different reasons, though. (I loathe the idealisation of romantic love. It keeps us in a constant state of disappointment.) A lovely poem, Mr Moon. If I weren't such an un-romantic, I would ask you to marry me.
Have you thought of emptying the ashtrays more often? I find at least once a week is a good idea!
... and the more that you mishandle
you're sure to cause a scandal
How Ogden Nash of you! And so heartwarming, too.
When I was 9 or 10, I tried my hand at Nash-type poetry. The only one I can remember went:
Behold the worm! That little chap'll
be surprised when I bite this apple.
I find you all delightful.
Ode on a grievous urn?
I've been reciting it to everyone. However, I can't recite it to my husband, this new "favorite" poem. He IS my 2nd spouse and will be morbidly offended at my delight in it. In the vein of Minx's "fan-bloody-tastic" or as a drunk John Wayne might say, "It's so good, it's re-goddam-diculous!"
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