Pizza dinner

Was going to apologize for the tremendous size of the “My Cat Jeoffry” poem, but I refuse. It’s great. If it’s also long, so what? I didn’t get a picture of the cats up in time for the Carnival of the Cats, so I put this up instead. I’ve no doubt that Jeoffry was the … Continue reading Pizza dinner

What poetry form am I?

I’m the lai, with no sortOf grave, solemn thought,And IWill never be caughtBy miseries sought,Nor sigh;Where battles are foughtOr arguments brought,I fly. What Poetry Form Are You?