The Hello Poetry Computer Poem by Denis Martindale

There came a time when poems were
The apple of my eye,
Such that I'd often felt the spur
To write and let words fly...
I used some software to create
A search for rhymes to choose
And thankfully it turned out great,
With wondrous words to use...

So pretty soon my lexicon
Was helping me out fine,
Each thought and theme to dream upon,
Completing every line...
Explaining brand new words to me
I'd never known before
And that sure blessed my poetry,
No longer quite the chore...

For I could spend at least an hour,
Just choosing what to write
And that could mean that I'd lose power,
Especially late at night...
Unfinished poems thus complete,
Transformed beyond all doubt,
With magic muse that none could beat,
So no more need to pout...

At last the poems served my need,
With publications, too,
Anthologies helped me succeed
To share my point of view...
Computers can be wondrous things,
With fonts that bless the heart,
They help reduce our ponderings,
They help inspire art...

I wish I'd had one years ago,
Typewriters drove me mad,
But now I'm writing in full flow
And keyboards make me glad...
Just save your work and do your best,
Choose rhymes that fit your style,
It's worth the time that you invest,
It's worth each tear and smile...

If you speed up your poetry
And yet maintain your flair,
You'll get more rest from half-past-three,
More beauty sleep to share...
Each valued verse begins with you,
Yet needn't take all night,
A PC cuts the work in two,
Till you switch off the light!


Denis Martindale, copyright, November 2013.