As we are now half way through the month I thought I’d push the boat out and write something in verse.
The image above is genuine footage of Dante’s reaction to my poetry.
I thought that I would write a terza rima.
I had to look it up to find what’s what.
But every poet is at heart a dreamer.Though rhyming is a skill I haven’t got.
It’s not because I think it’s for the birds,
but when I try I just sound like a clot.It’s rhythm that I love, and sounds of words,
alliteration and internal rhymes.
Free verse is where I soar above the herds.So please forgive me for this garbled (c)rhyme.
Linda Rushby 15 April 2020
Perhaps I’ll try again another time.