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 !