When, first I began on the ‘poetry’ scene,

my brain wasn’t ready. Let’s say “a bit ‘green’”?

A “bull-at-a-gate” (if you know what I mean)

and ended up racing - a little too keen !

 

There’s a challenging issue in having Verse, rhyme.

Writing ‘couplets’ that match, yet make sense every time.

Which, sometimes presents a ‘huge mountain to climb’

(if you seek to avoid the ‘mundane paradigm’!).

 

It’s often compared, to ‘a bit OCD’.

Which is fair (as that’s also a feature, in me).

For I’ve noticed already, I’ve changed my ‘confines’

and this poem’s now rhyming with every two lines!

 

Such a sad side-effect, writing Verse can create.

An addictive affliction? An obsessive state?

Your thoughts become ‘channelled’ (succinct and profound).

‘Til you find the right word - with a similar sound!

 

They’ll creep in your dreams; to your innermost psyche.

Until (when ‘redemption’ seems lost) you’ll think, “Crikey!

My mind’s turned to mush! Need to regain, control”.

(But, instead you’ll just seek out a rhyme for ‘control’!)

 

My penning of verses was sometimes intense.

Rhyming-couplets galore’, took my mind over, hence

I had to step back from the ‘rhyme-repetition’,

to prevent me from risking a mental condition!

 

Pam Ayres; she inspired me for such a long time.

Such comfort and ease in her ‘metre and rhyme’.

Must be great, writing verse for her ‘butter and bread’ -

but I’ll bet there’s a muddle of rhymes in her head!

 

It’s powerful stuff when you ‘travel such roads’.

You can mess with your mind, just to pen a few odes!

The trick is to know when to ‘ease off the pedal’.

Save your brain. Don’t give ‘Rhyme-Crime’ the option to meddle !