The Invention Of Poetry! Poem by Denis Martindale

There came a time, one man used rhyme, to please a girl he met,
And all at once, with words sublime, came words not to forget,
As if he cast a magic spell, his true love to impart,
Before she chose to bid farewell, he sought to win her heart.
There were no roses close at hand, no candy he could share,
So he chose words he loved and planned to win that lady fair.

He told her she had sparkling eyes. Her lips were ruby red.
He told her she had brought him sighs. Perhaps they should be wed.
He told her he had money, too, enough to bring her joy,
If they got wed, then saw it through, to have a girl and boy.
That day, he swept her off her feet, because he was sincere,
Thank God she made his life complete from year-to-year-to-year.

He taught his son some poetry to help him find a wife,
So he could start a family and live a happy life,
His son wrote love songs now and then that neighbours overheard,
And pretty soon the other men were writing down each word.
From that time on, Man wrote and wrote, to share true love and more,
So if you, too, seek love, take note. Write poems by the score!

Denis Martindale. December 2020.