Bert Leston Taylor's Poem: The Simple, Heartfelt Lay

A poem by Bert Leston Taylor
The Simple, Heartfelt Lay
________________________________________________ Title: The Simple, Heartfelt Lay Author: Bert Leston Taylor [More Titles by Taylor] Lives of poets oft remind us Not to wait too long for Time, But, departing, leave behind us Obvious facts embalmed in rime. Poems that we have to ponder Turn us prematurely gray; We are infinitely fonder Of the simple, heartfelt lay. Whitman's Leaves of Grass is odious, Browning's Ring and Book a bore. Bleat, O bards, in lines melodious,-- Bleat that two and two is four! Must we hunt for hidden treasures? Nay! We want the heartfelt straight. Minstrel, sing, in obvious measures-- Sing that four and four is eight! Whitman leads to easy slumbers, Browning makes us hunt the hay. Pipe, ye potes, in simplest numbers, Anything ye have to say. [The end] Bert Leston Taylor's poem: Simple, Heartfelt Lay ________________________________________________ GO TO TOP OF SCREEN

A poem by Bert Leston Taylor