Know Holds Bard Poem by Cretan Maineiac
Know Holds Bard
To fix a headlock on a
metaphor, or
clamp a full nelson on a
simile, body slam a weak
double-entendre &
choke the life out of a
forced rhyme. To get a toe hold on a
trochee, apply an
armlock that brings a
cliche to its knees, dropp an elbow on
trite alliteration, or
execute a powerbomb as easily as
coining a phrase. To lay the smackdown on
doggerel, and fling a
timeworn platitude from the ring, bridge
out of a writer's
block, pin
down
that cringing flowery sentiment &
celebrate that
seamless rhyme as the
referee slaps the
mat with that triplet coda &
calls for the bell
fresh and sharp as a sapling sprouting new
looming over your flattened foe
as the oak stands awesome and true.
Poetry and wrestling, each an art
not easily mastered,
like shaping a schooner from fresh-cut wood
or a god from alabaster.
Reminds me of Carl Rakosi. Spirit, flair and such wisdom, cleverosity. Call those points of grammar, writing into questioning ~ it's our duty to keep them on their toes! ! Astounding! stay fresh, sjg
I know some of these moves and surely, surely the Bard knows holds he plays them beautifully and squeezes them bold...
Chris - I guess this answers the question, ' have we compared everything to everything else yet? ' Here's a new one! Fine work............Thanks, Cheryl
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12/9/2024 4:22:50 AM # 1.0.0
Poetry and wrestling, each an art not easily mastered, like shaping a schooner from fresh-cut wood or a god from alabaster master forgive me i am unlearning poetry