Well it’s time for the grand (or not so grand) finale. The photo above is the lovely couple I married on Saturday. Nothing to do with poetry in general, although one poem I wrote was about being a celebrant. I’ve posted it mainly because it’s the most recent photo I have of myself.
Thank to my readers and fellow poets for being a part of this wonderful exercise. It will be interesting to see how much of the energy I carry with me in the coming months.
This final of 30 poems needs no explanation.
30 POEMS PLENARY
Dedicated to Mike Hopkins, Roxy Contin, Carolyn Cordon and Jennifer Liston
I’ve spent the month of April writing verse
Romantic, funny, crap and just plain terse.
I tried a villanelle
But the sestina can go to hell
And a haiku? I can think of nothing worse.
I tried a terza rima (that was fun)
I wrote about my daughter and my son
I wrote about some lovers
And our antics ‘neath the covers
Now erotic poems I have a ton.
I’ve tried to be amusing in my way
And give some food for thought on every day
Bananas got a spot
Tuna sandwich did not
I might save that one up to write in May.
Sometimes I’ve rhymed but mostly I’ve been free
I try to structure, but basically that’s not me
I’ve been a statistician
And a proximate musician
I’ve avoided sunsets, mermaids and the sea.
I thought of doing one about my rat
But artistically that’s just not where I’m at
I bashed out two self-pitties
And a sonnet to my titties
But I missed out on an ode to next door’s cat
This month has made me write and write and write
And although at times it felt like shite
I’m really very glad
Two or three weren’t bad
And I’ve garnered heaps more followers to my site!!