How Hard Is It To Make A Poem? Poem by Denis Martindale

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How hard a thing to write some verse, composing rhyme again,
And for each reader to immerse, reciting now and then,
Or share it with some other folks, who love it just as much,
Or care enough to see its jokes or graceful, gentle touch?

Some artistry, some fine finesse, some talent for a while,
Philosophy first meant to bless, some whimsy for a smile,
Some majesty, some irony, some pathos at its end,
Some travesty, some infamy, betrayal by a friend?

Or rhythms at its very heart, that copy beat-by-beat,
Or subtleties that still impart some message incomplete.
Or inspiration that can lift the darkness borne of grief,
Or prophecy that proves God's gift rekindling firm belief?

The spectrum of the rainbow's range is proof enough for me,
From lovelorn topics to the strange, outlandish, fancy-free,
The elegance of eloquence, the pomp and circumstance,
Enchantments are the poets' friends, unbidden, some by chance.

So don't condemn the precious prose, the teaching of the Word,
The righteous phrase that overflows with valiant spirits stirred,
Nor crush the spirit of the bard, or new kid on the block,
Or humble tiny greeting card that's preaching to the flock.

While there are poems meant for you that other folks regret,
They smile at poems old and new shared on the Internet.
I've written thousands, and I know the ease of writing rhyme,
But editing is often slow, enhancing time-by-time.

But oh, what treasures yet to find, what secrets still await,
Before there comes true peace of mind, and cause to celebrate.
When all gets done, the journey ends, all mysteries unfold!
When poets and poems make friends, their worth proves more than gold!


Denis Martindale. February 2021.