New Poetic Forms: The Hum-Along
We’re having a DIY moment over at the dVerse Poets Pub. Gay Reiser Cannon has us creating our own poetic form, which is quite an ask for someone like me who mostly shuns rhyme and meter. So I have cheated a little bit… but other contributors haven’t, so their work is certainly worth checking out.
But it’s a Friday, it’s been a tough week, so, ladies and gentlemen, may I introduce you to The Humble Hum-Along! This is something I do quite regularly, usually because I don’t know all the words of a song. I make up my own words to fit the tune and the beat (especially of the chorus), a bit like scat singing in jazz, but with words that make some sense. Hang on a second, maybe that’s not all that original – some people call that song-writing…!
Anyway, here’s the song I keep hearing on the radio and whose rhythm has influence my poetry today:
Rustle after Rain – Hum-along
Birds wake shy
getting stronger all the while
persistent chirrup stands out
but the girls ignore him…
Go out in strong air
turn your pages in deep peace
pause between the bursts of song
don’t compare to others
don’t compare to others…