Raging haiku

I wish I could write
Like Dylan Thomas, verses

And not just verses
Scripts and short stories, an ear
That never failed him

Though how could he fail
With Welsh place names like “Mumbles”
For inspiration?

But however strong
His work, his body was frail
Whisky his death knell

Rage for him we must
Drink deeply this life, and his
“Griefs of the ages”