Oldish Poet

Oldish poet, stares at his laptop, 

scratches his head for ideas uptop, 

Neither Ginsberg nor McGough

being himself is just enough,

Balding and bearded, 

an unfamous name, 

his keyboard is clacking 

he writes as aflame

hoping  he'll  be heard

in an uncertain world.

( This is an elder sibling  to my poem 'Following Suit')