Off
the top of my head I wouldn’t have said
there’s
a shred of a chance of my winning
but
I love using words and though it’s
perverse
I’m
particularly fond of punning
I’ve
just finished a course on how to write verse
and
if I don’t try then I’ll never know
If
I’ve learned to express unlike anyone else
an
image that’s really quite stunning.
When
I’m by myself I just can’t stop
this
verbal diahorrea which you’re going to hear
but
if you’re at home and can read it alone
you
can cast it aside if you can’t abide it, and I’ll never know
So….
What’s
it to be will you give me a chance to woo you with words
that
I’ve crafted and honed to a poem that has something to say
and
no-one else has written in verse
in
quite the same way that I want to say it?
I’d
play it cool but I’m such a virgin
I’
m urging you to read me through and give me a chance.
read
me out loud to a crowd or a few
in
the bath, in the garden wherever appeals
What
do poets do when they get a day
of
inspiration when they want to say something in verse
do
you rush for your pen or your computer
do
you pester your friends or your publisher?
I know
the given is not to plunge in but to let it settle,
read
it again, ‘frisk every word’ to see what it’s saying
remove
’ buts’ and ‘ands’ just there for the rhythm;
a
double adjective’s quite a sin,
a
descriptive verb is best put in.
Don’t
forget if you’re reading aloud
syllable
count is not seen by the crowd
the
words will just flow and mingle together,
what
you need to decide when you have finished
is
could you diminish the number of verses
don’t
hesitate, deviate or repeat yourself
or
yours is the poem that is left on the shelf.
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