This is great. Some spelling mistakes and bad punctuation perhaps but a great effort.

This is very funny. Worth a nine. Regrettably, very few people know me outside of my own head.

Timmy

Dear Nicholas, I received your reply but I am not wholly convinced by your answer. Still, that is only my opinion. Yes, I worked for JB for ten weeks. He kindly took me on after he had heard me (at his request) recite some of my compositions. The next ten weeks were bliss. I repaid his kindness with a scorching attack (in verse) on his critic Alvarez who maintained that Betjeman's poetry was a branch of fascism (among other slights). It was published in the S Telegraph and it gave me a sort of twisted starus as an enfant terrible amongst the intelligentsia. Anyway you write very well and all power to your elbow. NB There is some poor demented fellow who has been hurt by your criticisms as you probaly know. I am sure you are a big enough sort of fellow to send him a soothing note. He sounds young and in some pain. Best wishes, Nicholas

By the way, I'm genuinely honoured by being the recipient of these poems. I'm serious now, and not taking the piss.

I wouldn't call this imbecilic at all (and not just because I share many of your opinions here), but I would call it an essay, not a poem. Free verse was revolutionary because it broke the bonds of rigid structure, but it still, generally speaking, relied on condensed language chosen as much for sound and imagery as for the message or experience it conveyed. I don't get that here. Perhaps the rhythm is too subtle for me and others to pick up here.

Plagiarist. Loser. This is a Robert Frost poem.

you are wrong, mr. monson. Or perhaps i was simply ezceptionally lecherous in my single days. My lechery was better expressed, though.

cool as usual, mr.bub. this is why you pick up all the souls for sale.

quite possibly one of the worst poemes about death i've read in a while. 2 for you, blondie.

You have a deft touch. Wonderful imagery.

I suggest in the future stealing from more obscure poets. These are too easy. Z do your thing! Must you continue these games. Do you write your own poetry?

The last line has seven beats. Should be six. Spoils it. What about - To fuck you all my life ? Love may be more delicate. Choice depends on the sensibilities of the recipient. I really like this poem but I want to tinker with other bits too. For instance delete "with your clothes" on (it is too weak) Substitute "with suspenders" or "in bikinis".

Aaahh, the South Park School again.

Oh, please.It blatantly isn't better than my cockroach one. I love the inclusion of Scott's sexuality.But unfortunately that's a nice fat 0.Can you dig that?

By the way, did you really work John Betjeman? He was a great poet, in his own way.

Too much a shaggy dog tale to qualify as a proper poem. But iit is well done nonetheless.

But it's not really poetry and that IS the overiding point I'm afraid, whether you like it or not. It's an interesting if quite opinionated essay. Not that there's anything wrong with that, but please don't try to be clever Jonesy, there's a good boy.

Well done, Nicholas Jones. It should be in the sonnet section but then again it might probably be never read. Also a minor point. But the concluding couplet - died and lies! Come on. You have so much skill. I bet you can improve upon this and come up with a couplet that rhymes properly.Voted 9

So much said with so little -8-