Poetically Correct !

I had a dream last night

All poets were gathered

Not a contest just a meeting

To decide and limit jurisdiction

No more writing what you like

No more missed punctuations

Or grammar that makes no sense

No sense? To whom? I asked

I write for me! I like me grammar!

Well, ‘Poet’ is now a legal term

Can’t use it without prior deference

There’s too many people

Who demean our craft

And now we must insist

‘WE’ insist on poetic correctness

No more silly love poems

Making readers want to puke

No more humour that’s unfunny

Forcing its way for poetic space

No more pretending to be smart

Using ubiquitous meaningless words

Striking fear in the hearts of amateurs

Plucking ‘do lala’ sentences out of thin air

Philosophical nonsense to impress

Clanking sounds which just don’t rhyme

Causing headaches we cannot shift

If you must write, we must insist

Be poetically correct all of the time

So one by one we all marched out

Saddened faces one and all

If we can’t write just what we want

Then we are doomed

To sit and stare

As our muses take a hike

They have no time to sit and wait

On mortals with too many rules

Poetic correctness, drains us no end

I turned around to see who’s left

Who it is that deemed themselves

Capable of being so poetically correct

There was no one, No not one

So here I am with the singular honour

To announce on behalf of all who write

Poetical correctness just died unseen

No need to starve your poetic muse

Join me and cast your vote right now

For poetic incorrectness

Long may it reign