Poetry Porch: Poetry

 

Lyric in the Manner of Gavin Ewart
by Chris Wallace-Crabbe 

A gentleman poet, Id not write things about
                       your bristols;

Praising you in lyrical gold, Id still not mention
                       your bristols;

I mean, it would not be delicate within the genre to invoke
                      your bristols,

Even though bawdy verse could handle such topics as
                      your bristols.

You have many signal beauties, not least among them
                      your bristols

And yet literary decorum would have to embargo
                      your bristols.

(I do like the word, embargo, but not when applied to
                      your bristols.)

Speaking of application, Id like to get my hands, etc., back onto
                      your bristols,

But not use them in a poem. Oh no, not
                      your bristols.

Such cream and strawberries. But I shall not write a single line about
                      your bristols.



Copyright © 2002 by Chris Wallace-Crabbe.

 
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