Thither we go
into a half-baked poem
hardly worth reading
We will continue to read it
despite its repulsive tendencies
to bring us closer to mediocrity
unless we allow the eyes to feast
on the accompanying photos
which are not as puerile and spineless
as the poem currently being read
Of course the poem can be
memorized and recited
if you’d like to fail to impress your friends
(who are imprisoned in all standard misconceptions)
Any disreputable poem
such as this one
neglects to suggest anything profound
and declines to mention
the beauty of nature
You (Mr. Prufrock) heard them each to each
Go ahead and eat your peach
I too am an easy tool
and i too grow old
(the bottom of my trousers rolled)
Enfolded (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017
Enfolded (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017
Tom's Nature-up-close Photography and Mindfulness Blog 
Your poem makes me think . . .
And what an interesting plant 🙂
Glad that both had an impact, Scifi! 🙂
🙂
..and what causes that formation? of the plant?
It just the way it looks prior to unfurling its seed clutch. 🙂
I love this!
Great to read, Roda! 🙂
monkey think poem = pretty cool & enjoy picture of queen annes lace curling up into little basket of seed.
Thank you, Mr. Monkey! I’d like to give you some bananas! 🙂
‘how his hair is getting thin…’ something like that, I remember these lines without using google or searching my bookshelf
Yes, T, you remember the Love Song to J. Alfred Prufrock poem that i was referring to! I’m glad someone did! 🙂
Yes, I have read some poems that left me wondering where the passion was.
Yes indeed. SB! 🙂
Delightful verse and pics.
Thanks much, Sandy! 🙂
My pleasure.
Ha! Good one. 🙂 Barely looked at the picture. 😉
Glad you liked the poem’s deplorableness, RG! 🙂
Ha ha loved this:)