O poetry, you fickle thing
You bring both joy and suffering
And some may say I am obsessed -
You give me neither peace nor rest
Each verse that in my mind is born
If not quite right leaves me forlorn
And so to ponder through the night
If all the lines are ‘loose' or ‘tight'
And will the meaning full connect
A challenge to my intellect
If not, then in the light of day
Adverse critique shall come my way
And furthermore each line should be
Designed to work in harmony
With words selected as to rhyme
Along with rhythm beating time
O poetry, you steal my mind
To heed your call I am resigned
Within your world obliged to dwell
And spend my time bound by your spell
I agree with Thomas Jones but i have my own say here, i don't suspect rather believe that you have a familiar spirit and that too is a perfectionist kind - the one regarding the rhythm, meter, line and length, who does not commit an error in your perfect rhymes carrying your meaningful words clearly to the readers...your poetry is a true delight in all read-aloud experiences! this one is no exception in its beauty, so feel free under its power! ! !
O Valerie what an amazing piece of Poetry I can hear your voice reading with that slight humour that Pam Ayres would do yet with your gentle voice. Well deserved poet comments too.
..we are lucky that u are under the spell of poetry................that is what makes you present such lovely poems.........
I strongly suspect that you have a muse on your shoulder, who pops out at regular intervals and dictates a poem to your id. Little sonic echoes from deep within your subconscious. Then you reflect on it a little, marvel at where it came from, add a few refinements of your own, tone up the meter and away you go. Is that not so, Poetess?
So true, so beautifully and well expressed 10/10 Poetry is the master and we are her slaves, But who would not drown in her fantastic waves?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love this piece...those addicted will suffer, but let it be! Perfection and imperfection...i will swim into this sea! A big 10.