My Neurons They Are Groaning
My Neurons They Are Groaning
My neurons they are groaning
Under all my rhyme
Why are you always whipping us
Whipping us big time?
You should be grateful neurons
With all your dose of whip
If not you'll get slack, lazy and
My poetry will slip
Gosh!, can't let that happen...
Quick, whip us some more....
Don Matthews April 2020
Michael Triandam
Tue 28th Apr 2020 15:10
I have to teach psychology in school next year and I have been reading all about neurons....so I gravitated to this poem immediately. It would be cool to image the brain of a poet and see what areas light up...it also reminded me of the Rumi poem of the chickpea complaining to the cook...Cudos!?