death by poetry
It started with cutting just a few words,
not too much mostly cliche
but it made things worse
so I started in line by line
that seemed to be just fine
apart from the habit of forcing my rhymes.
My titles never seem to work
and I think it should end
before the last verse
as most of the good stuff
is the bit that comes first.
They’ll say he just stopped writing
but there’s no poetry in that?
and although the petrol smell
is frightening and the tiptoed
noose is tightening.
It just comes down to the ending
and a slow mo match descending.
© savvi 2023
That could be me this week, really have no inspiration forcing it’s way in, very annoying as the need to write pursues me hourly. Great poem, very much enjoyed 🙂 Sue.
Hey Sue thank you for your comment sorry so late getting back I’m still getting to grips with the new layout. I know exactly how you feel I’m the same at the moment. Best Keith
Hi savvi! So it’s going down in flames,huh? 🙂 🙂 Amusing and witty take on the blood, sweat and tears of trying to write poetry. I rather like this self critique idea – so title is fine with me and your ending line is a killer. Made me laugh! Perhaps it would be a good idea not to repeat ‘work’ so quickly (second stanza) -if at all? I might try to change the whole line about the title to something that rhymes – just because you’ve already said you do that and struggle against it, and also because you have… Read more »
Hey Bel thank you for your concidered replay all very helpful I will have a look at the areas you point out. Sorry so late getting back. Best Keith