Hello Poetry Lovers.
Welcome to the Slagg’s Cafe – our new regular feature. 
As you can see from the picture above, there are already poetry readings featured at this classy establishment.
Plus a bone fide home-cooked menu: 
Watery own-brand instant coffee. 
Slab of meat pie (meal deal).
Tea with three sugars. 
Verbal abuse from Mrs Slagg (waiting list).
Black Forest Gateau.
Rules: No horseplay, smoking compulsory, Vegans tolerated.
I think this is all fair play really.
Now Mrs Slagg don’t really hold with fancy book learning poetry as a rule. However, I managed to talk her round. I got the great lady to see her way around Nonet poetry – a great fun form. 9 syllables, then 8, then 7 etc..
Here’s an example what I have penned:
Mrs Brown doesn’t remember my name
but she remembers Jill’s who draws
any picture like a dream and
will get pinned to the wall
I tear it right down
I get walloped
but I have
the last
laugh
H M 2020
Mrs Slagg particularly likes this one because it has violence in – and a whiff of misery.
So come on, you pie lovers. A Nonet poem will get you a slot at Chez Slagg’s – and if you’re not famous there, you’re not famous anywhere!
Thanks for tuning in, PL’s. Remember to get scribbling. Next instalment is the Poetry Wardrobe challenge…….
