The OctPoWriMo prompt today
is to write about the number 2.
National Poetry Day in UK,
the second of October.
My blog post number is 2222
so I’ll celebrate that too.
Enough of this persiflage,
it’s time to write a poem or two
in two line stanzas,
all the way through.
The Start of it All
Nursery rhymes and silly songs from Mum
Poetry is in my genes, but I didn’t know.
…Under a toadstool crept a wee elf
…Out of the rain, to shelter himself…
Dad made doggerel as easy as speech
and I joined in, line and line about.,,
…Holly, holly, mistletoe,
…sit the baby on the chair…
In nineteen forty-eight a Prince was born.
I wrote him a lullaby, words and music – I was nine
…Sleep, Charlie, sleep
…The sandman will creep….
At school we recited poetry –
like music it was to my ears …
…How beautiful they are,
…the lordly ones that dwell in the hills …
We won the local Festival,
a silver cup to celebrate …
…A piper in the street today
…set up and tuned and started to play …
Years went by, a busy life
with more songs than poems …
…Let the bright Seraphim in burning row,
…Their loud uplifted Angel-trumpets blow …
Studying late in life for a degree
introduced poetry again to me …
,,,Doggerel is delicious, but it only lasts a second
…while real poetry lasts forever ,,,
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