It has to be

large print

not
      too clever
and not too crude

It can't be a sure-fire hit
you have to take a chance
or forget it forever

it doesn't need to be
a cavernous 
          hope 
growing inside 
a Ben Nevis

it just is

Right there in black and white 
     and you all for shading
might two agree to disagree
     and still hear the ring of truth?

You know 
like whiskey words are maturing
being a confirmed poet

Ticklish auguries pick a moment
right rhyme best word prodigious sky

and mum might yet not be gone