Having Fun with Poetry

I’m not participating in NaPoWriMo, as it’s too busy with work and children’s holidays accumulating this month. But I continue to write poetry as often as I can, even if I don’t always feel inspired. One good way to get into the groove is to play around with words, as if I were doing Scrabble or crosswords. The result is no masterpiece, but a great way to loosen up and perhaps produce better work in the following hour. Here is an example, where each verse starts with a letter of the alphabet, and I allowed some of the recent news to take over my subconscious.

Alphanumerical Fancies 

Aardvark primogeniture, he exudes all the confidence.

Barely born, he knows best,

Campaigns for privilege to remain untouched,

Dares others to get a word in edgeways.

Events all too graphic are kept from his gaze,

For ignorance is blissful,

Grovelling amiss, unless it is done well.

Hate-filled discourse seeps through filters

Into public space.

Jealous of those audience figures?

Know that it is not in vain, how easily

Like buttons are pressed

More substance and depth not required

No foodie picture is wasted

Old friends swoon in envy as we unleash

Perfect pouts

Quirky triumphs

Roiling we may be but

Surface is all, consumption

Trafficked widely, flung in our teeth,

Until one day, if ever,

Vaulting truths life’s misadventure

Wears out our curiosity about the world of others

X-rated, celebrated, maligned

Your small sequestered corner becomes precious

Zealot-free place.

 

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