I recently made the assertion in my infinite wisdom and exquisitely refined good taste that in general, poly poetry is Vogon poetry.
So, here’s your chance to prove me wrong. Write a poly poem that’s actually good and post it here. I’ll tell you whether I think it’s Vogon Poetry or not. I really will, so if you’ll crumble at your glistening words being dismissed as worthy only of Vogonity, don’t risk it.
In an attack of conscience, I have to toss out one of my own, I suppose. Feel free to pass judgement on the Vogonity:
I know it’s politically incorrect
As a poly woman I should expect
To be an OSO
Maybe even a Lover.
But I want the titillation —
An unrealistic expectation
To be little Shock
Maybe even your mistress.
© 2004, Noël Lynne Figart