Tuesday, 26 January 2016
THE TRIUMVIRATE A sonnet composed by Thomas Hoskyns Leonard
by Thomas Hoskyns Leonard
Wherefore today, old man, so goggle-eyed,
To Three Bridges, Queen's Head, or Goblin Haw?
I wish to Gifford you would give me ride,
Though I still splutter and my chest is sore.
Remember to change yer troos, you old fart,
Wash yer dishes, and scrub the bathroom floor.
But I must my group Facebook page restart,
Work on my blog, put Chess.Com to the fore.
Your mind parts from your body, like a bore;
Tendresse hides, while you as Narcissus play.
My empathy lies in my gut, Igor;
My memories seek for some sunny day
This from a poet, writer in his way;
Let him fight the fight and the dragons slay.