David Kavanagh Poet Rhyme

A Poets Duty

A poets duty is not to find beauty, 
it’s to write whatever they want, 
Rhyme is important yet not exclusive,
go wild or stay nonchalant,

Personally myself I don’t try offend, 
But may rub some people up wrong,
Speak my mind in exaggerated tone,
that’s the art of bringing you along,

Like to entertain feel your mood,
capturing the moment at heart,
Make a postulation based on fact,
in an attempt to take life apart,

I want to flow, like silk on glass, 
then get snagged upon a shard,
Paint a desolate picture of black,
next verse color may bombard,

Put spirit into my written words,
resurrect our past, to raise the dead, 
Then pick away at your soul again,
planting seeds within one’s head,

A little controversy’s quite ok,
sprinkled with teasing caveats,
Best is bringing it all together,
crowing you with a slicing axe,

A poets duty is undefined, 
borderless, relatively immaterial,
The hardest part of all for me,
is this poems own limiting criterial. 

 

For (A poets duty) contest
Sponsored by Beth Evans
08/10/2020
No placement

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Constance La France November 8, 2020 at 5:35 AM David, congratulations on your win in my HM's and NA's October 2020 Challenge _Constance David Kavanagh November 8, 2020 at 6:33 AM Heya Constance, thank you so much I’m delighted with the placement, glad you enjoyed the poem, cheers David

Susan Ashley November 6, 2020 at 8:16 AM David, your poetic expression is surely smooth like "like silk on glass". I love the spirit of this spunky, thoughtful, thought-provoking and beautiful poem. Every line a treasure. Congratulations for your fine win in Constance's contest.. ~Susan David Kavanagh November 6, 2020 at 9:36 AM Hi Susan I don’t think we’ve met, wow I had no idea got a placement, in the contest just checking it now, thank you so much for the fantastic comment, Im delighted Constance appreciated my poem, on my way over to check yours, cheers David

Sigrid Ermine October 16, 2020 at 9:22 PM .... Legendary write...... Stanza painting colour suddenly out of blackness drew me deeply into your sentiment..... To resurrect the past, then plant seeds, so apt, - awesome. Caveats, (you don't need to)! But David you're so polite in your writing, I know you don't want to offend. Like the caveat, axe rhyme! Smart! Last stanza totally sums it up, the breadth us writers have. Thank Christ! Your final rhyme incredible.! If not top Winner for Beth, it's certainly mine. David Kavanagh October 17, 2020 at 4:13 AM With a comment like this Sigrid winning is irrelevant, thank you so much for explaining my poem better than I ever could, if that makes any sense, was just being honest to myself, writing this poem, Beth’s contest gave me the platform to explain my understanding of a poets duty, which is none other than creativity, again I’m blown away with such eloquent analytical comments, cheers David

Kim Rodrigues October 8, 2020 at 6:32 PM Nicely said! Kim Rodrigues October 9, 2020 at 6:13 AM Poetry is what we make it. Better if we learn from each other and history’s poets. The expression and format is ours. David Kavanagh October 8, 2020 at 7:49 PM Thank you Kim, something we all have different opinions on yet don’t want limits or constraints, cheers David