Closing Down

Haiku - in a bin
at the bottom of the aisle
next to the sonnets.


Limericks have had their day
It's clear they've got nothing to say
Some find them rude
Vulgar and crude
They're free if you'll take them away


Free Verse is draped all over the shop.
Although it's free
there is a modest charge
for each clump of words.


Cinquains
are down aisle five.
You can hear them counting
their syllables. Eight in this line.
Buy two?


And, finally, there's a table
full of photos.
Out of order
out of date
and out of focus in some cases.
It's all the stuff
that never made it onto blip.
Destined, now, for the tip.

So that's that.
Time to shut up shop.


Cold Turkey