He had a wealth of worthless words to say –
A jawing maw of poppycock to spout.
His bellyful of bluster blew all day.

From dawn till dusk the cosmos heard him bray.
He hee-hawed on until the sun went out.
He had a wealth of witless words to say.

Like rasping bagpipes cranking up to play  
With unremitting eardrum-splitting clout
His bellyful of bluster blew all day.

One Stone-of-Blarney afternoon in May
He heard a louder bloviator shout.
She had a wealth of wicked words to say –  

A brassy blast – a gossipy array
Of noxious guff – the lingo of a lout.  
Her bellyful of bull blew him away.

Their hot air flared. It seared the Milky Way.
It charred a slew of stars and left no doubt   
They had a wealth of wedded words to say –  
A honeymoon of hooey night and day.  

*****

Susan Jarvis Bryant writes: “Through fear of reprisal, I have nothing to say about the bloviating brayers who prompted this windy villanelle. Asses have been known to bite and kick (savagely) when mocked. I know this from personal experience… and livid scars.”

‘Gassy Asses’ was first published in Snakeskin.

Susan Jarvis Bryant is originally from the UK and now lives on the coastal plains of Texas. Susan has poetry published on The Society of Classical Poets, Lighten Up Online, Snakeskin, Light, Sparks of Calliope, and Expansive Poetry Online, The Road Not Taken, and New English Review. She also has poetry published in The Lyric, Trinacria, and Beth Houston’s Extreme Formal Poems and Extreme Sonnets II anthologies. Susan is the winner of the 2020 International SCP Poetry Competition and was nominated for the 2022 and 2024 Pushcart Prize. She has published two books – Elephants Unleashed and Fern Feathered Edges.

Photo: “Braying donkey” by arcticpenguin is licensed under CC BY-NC 2.0.