There is so much snobbery

There is so much snobbery

Apropos

Poetry

Whether to rhyme

Or not to rhyme

For some people

Is an appropriate question to ask

No matter how trite

The answer might be

It is never easy

To write freely

If you believe rhyme is

A shorthand to cliche

Unless that is just hearsay

See what I did there?

What of Bukowski

Whomever he may be

If you haven’t an English degree

Or a classical education

With letters after your name

There will never be fame

Like a Plath

But perhaps you should never

Go down that kind of path

As Ted was a poet too

Walk a mile in his shoes

There is no perfect fit

Wherever you sit

On the Shakespeare debate

Some people hate

To believe a low born son

Could be the one

To write so well

As far as I can tell

We are back on top

Where snobbery rules

When pompous fools

And literary poseurs

Look down their noses

At folk ordinaire

And declare

There is no poetry

Worth a damn

Without Sturm und Drang

And nothing worse

At the end of a verse

Than a pretentious rejection

Of a neoclassical

Literary norm

But then again,

Affectation

Is still elitism

In a different form