How I Got Started
How I Got Started
I had to write a poem for Nick
His kindy teacher said I should
Hummed and hawed, prevaricated
Before deciding that I would
Miss Fordyce was so enchanted
She read it out to all the class
Didn't know the seed she planted
It's growing now like mondo grass
I’d read a little bit of Burns
In school it was compulsory
Never paid too much attention
It never seemed to interest me
Spent many years without knowing
The wonder written words expose
The problem is my ignorance
I can't tell poetry from prose
I know not of techniques and terms
The rules of rhythm and of rhyme
I only know the sounds that please
And hope to learn them all in time
Some words that I have never heard
Iambic? haiku? what are these?
As far as my poor brain can tell
They’re double Dutch or Japanese
But I feel I’m slowly learning
By seeing what the friends portray
On this site of clever poets
And think that I am here to stay
Written: Margaret Foster: march 2010
Contest: What brought you to poetry. Dec 2011
sponsor:Michael J Falotico
Copyright © Margaret Foster | Year Posted 2011
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