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




