Synopsis:Not a sonnet

I sent a synopsis  of all my poems

To editors and critics and the learned.

I took one word from every line and verse

But after seeing this my work was spurned

I guess it was  post modern to the nth;

And that philosophy has been and gone.

For what will follow after is not known,

Except in the unconscious of old men.

Fascistic were the traits of narrative.

Undecipherable meanings were adored

The author had no  rights on their own work.

The famous might have been the Risen Lord

.Synopses of  our poetry and sonnets

Will  do  much better if they are more comic