I woke, creative, in the night
Beside my bed, paper and pen
I scribbled 'til I saw daylight
But could not get to sleep again
Count each line has eight syllables
Give each strong beat a pencil tick
Add a spicy simile? Frown ...
Gingerbread house! Built from word bricks!
I circled all the simple rhymes
Left gaps between each four-line verse
Replaced long words which sounded strange
Unzipped my brain, spent my word purse
Cut each each poem to fit one page
Enough poems to fill a book.
Then read aloud on a Zoom stage!
Scanned strangers' faces like a cook
I'd found a small like-minded crowd
Thirty, leader, beards, all ages
Two minutes, each one read aloud
Showed slides of illustrated pages
Clap when each pair of poems ends
In Chat, type one warm word of praise
Take home reward for your hard work
Each poem, like shared cake, made friends.
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I am wondering whether to increase the syllable count to ten in order to put the whole poem into the past tense and make it more flowing and natural and conversational and readable.
Happy Birthday and Happy Wedding Anniversary. Photo by Angela Lansbury. Copyright.
Please share links to your favourite poems.


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