One Couplet After Another


I found a thread within a message board while upon a website I frequent, and found that it challenged viewers to write couplets. So I began with one… and then another… and soon found that I had a poem going.

I grunt and I yawn,

I spot a frollicking Faun.

The Faun says to me,

Why so pouty?

It is Writer’s Block I say,

Oh if only I had a day,

Where I could write with ease,

Instead of getting words by a squeeze.

It’s Friday again,

Just look at Big Ben,

When it hits midnight,

I’ll have a chapter to write!

Sir, the Faun says to me,

Do not be so whiny!

The words await you right here,

Amdist the trees and the deer.

You see that one nibbling there?

He doesn’t have such a care!

He’s living life but with eyes open wide,

He doesn’t have such a need to decide,

Which words to keep and which words to throw,

It’s as his footsteps in the snow.

They just happen, I say!

In the course of the day.

So shall the words come,

Says the Faun, like the beat of a drum,

They are consistently there,

Just look about somewhere,

And let the inspiration flow,

The story shall come to you, I know!

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Posted on 03/15/2013, in Post-A-Day {2012} and tagged , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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