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#NationalPoetryDay

Every day is a writing day

for me;

whether it be a day

when any writing gets done

or not

Is another thing,

and why I write my prose

in poetry format

is anyone’s guess.

Yes, I know

it confuses the reader;

but,

it also confuses

this already considerably confused

writer, too.

Haiku for #NationalPoetryDay

Write poems today –
and every other day,
just because you can.

#NationalPoetryDay

#NationalPoetryDay – Revisited

On National Poetry Day

I hope to be able

to read my best…

poem;

better than the rest…

poem;

that I wrote a while ago.

It needs a bit of work,

which I shall not shirk.

I know, that it will be difficult –

if not impossible –

to better the best;

but, I do believe

that the best can be bested;

at the least, I shall be tested – maybe arrested – probably not –

then, if I do get my my muse truly interested,

I can be sure that the time invested

in decomposing

then recomposing my rhyme

will be worth the effort.

But, you know me…

So, what day is it? (Haiku) #NationalPoetryDay

So, what day is it?

National Poetry Day!

So, write a poem.

#NationalPoetryDay

Today,

is the day,

when poems are au fait

well, that’s what they say;

and, anyway,

I’m going to write one, okay?

.

It might not be the best,

better than all the rest,

will go to work barely half-dressed,

and a little stressed,

but it’s a poem for all that –

but, I think that you might have guessed.

.

The rhyme scheme is naff,

it’s one at which you’d laugh

if you were a serious poetry paragraph,

as it took me all of a minute and a half.

.

Don’t worry, it will be ending soon,

and, like the pop of a big balloon,

the noise it makes is similar to that of a rather large Racoon

howling at the cheesy Moon.

Choice – for NPD 2021

Choose wisely;

for, once you have chosen,

your choice will be fixed.

If your choice is wrong,

your emotions may be mixed;

a mixture of sadness and regret;

yet, regretfully, what will be,

will have to be.

So, how goes the writing of poems / the doodling in margins? #NationalPoetryDay2020, #ShareAPoem,

So, class, it’s been a long while

(or a very short eternity)

since I left you

doodling in margins.

Have you managed a rhyme, yet?

No rush, take your time,

it’s not as if anybody’s life depended on it.

To be honest

(as a poet rarely is),

your words,

when put on a page,

will be looked upon maybe six

or seven times

before being looked upon

no more.

This is the way of Poetry –

with very few exceptions.

So, if you have just written the twenty-first century’s equivalent

of The Rime of the Ancient Mariner,

Daffodils,

or Ozymandias,

then all is well

and good.

If, like me,

you have been doodling in margins…

well, doodling is creative…

… isn’t it?

On this Day, Write a Poem, I shall. #NationalPoetryDay, #ShareAPoem, #2

On this day,

of all days,

I feel that I should

write a poem.

Nothing special,

of course,

just a run of the mill,

bog-standard,

tuppenny ha’penny one,

that will fill the gap

that would be there

if I didn’t.

And, if I didn’t

write a poem,

to fill that gap,

then I wouldn’t be able

to call myself a…

taxi.

Or, a poet.

G:)

I have super vision – #ShareAPoem #NationalPoetryDay #1

I have super vision

Yes, my vision is super –

I am watched over all of the time,

by a person, known in rhyme,

as my super visor, Igor.

He likes to climb mountains,

his favourite…?

Of course, it’s the Eiger.

And, whilst we are mentioning mountains,

let us not forget

yet

that there are also fountains in the world.

Just one letter can make a difference

between a sock

and a hard place.

National Poetry Day – Tomorrow!

Tomorrow it is


National Poetry Day –


please write a Haiku.

If you can’t write one


it’s not the end of the World…


that is next Tuesday.