A heart should not be fickle,
certainly not the left ventricle.
We need a reliable transporter
of blood to the aorta.

The heart should be steadfast,
not letting what was said last
set it amorously thumping,
but just diligently pumping.

I might be a devout atheist
I might be an extreme centrist
but as a senior minion
it is my unbiased opinion
that fun poetry is like civil war
if it was popular there'd be more.

So Shakespeare wrote in metre, blank and rhyming
such a challenge melding sense with timing.
Some twenty-first century poets meanwhile
ignoring rules difficult to reconcile
wanting the easy flow of a raconteur
said to hell with iambic pentameter.

But the goal remains as before,
to blow your mind clean out the door
and however it goes
you know it's not prose.