Just a follow up "not quite a sonnet" verse reflection on my latest contest theme "Judge No, Lest Ye Be....."
A Judges Dream While judging a poetry contest I dreamt of the time and the thoughtful energy spent perusing the content, rhythm and rhyme confused by the presence of rosmary’s thyme counted the syllables, measured the meter only to read something sick’ningly sweeter and then with a bang a poem exploded my god was the writer just crazy – or loaded. Thus was I tortured, forced to flee from my bed to read once again whatever I’d read awaken the muse, become more reflective remember that poets have but one directive and that is to write, and then to write more then share what they’ve written with both rich and poor. John G. Lawless 5/27/2021
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