Member Poem

Admiration and kudos to language mongers
   gifted with means
   to deflect, offset and/or stave off
   venous, sacrilegious, pompous,
   et cetera lethal impacts delivered chiefly
   to degrade reed: character assassinate
   where deliberate hefty insult bruited

   viz zit ed via biting acrimonious gloating
   by some trumpet ting Don Juan
   ideally to be met and taken off guard
   with cutting, fitting, and incriminating
   taste of bitter pill as bad medicine
   measure for measure,

   which earns repartee deliverer at the least
   (from this language maven anyway) - a yay -
   raising the bar, per how can eye whip up a creative reply
   to ward psychic bruises as would be confirmed by an x-ray
evidencing sharp black barbs lobbed my way.

thee above described thus: this
   tha sore us temple lit bind i as pun stir
   can experience; a maxim hum jet lag oye vay
boot how novel, if i could witness

   (or personally experience) quick
   rod quips that would come to mine rescue
   but generally, honestly and indubitably,
   this good humor mwm
   attests and accepts slow moving cogs and wheels
   of his ging noggin normally, notoriously

   and nominally NEVER nsync
   with nearly top notch national
   scrabbling brigands, this never will happen
   to utter a trail blazing, nail biting,

   and hair raising awesome badinage
   more likely than not, mum hind
   lacks proper cerebral mechanism
   to dream up, and get linkedin
   exactly at the prime time.

   an absolute beauty of a doozy,
   flapping like a floozy,
   hypothetically intimated
   totally tubularly groovy, man

   and find me a bit woozy
   with a flickr ring shutterfly twittering wii zing
   hacking, joyous, and kindling euphoria -
   asthma sign us iz would go

   thru roof of my mouth
   boot opportunities foregone daydreaming
   after serious lapse of time,
   yet speculatively, and in sum re:

   prime tete a tete would spring up
   to parry, defang, and blunt
   puncture psyche of mine
   (imaginative tea zing red zinger,
   would be one for the record books),

   sans right on cue, rapier jabbing
   (yet artfully crafted)
   an unusually timely reciprocal sparring touché
   (leading competition,

   by my itty, bitty ditty), witty
   award winning smart riposte
   would arise supremely
   after incidents arose from circumstance.

   yet twin next opportunity passes,
   the critical moment will pass,
   and some sanctimonious
   sham skewer will spiritedly

finding me wishing the means existed
   to conjure up an instant replay
all to often when the recipient
   of an unkind word,
   an ideal return salvo occurs
   from synaptic delay.