Poetry meme
Mar. 2nd, 2010 10:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Apparently the rules are 'When you see this post, post a poem'. I'd been meaning to rave about a book my kid sister gave me in any case: "How to be well-versed in poetry" is a brilliant work that explains every possible poetic form (and some previously deemed impossible) by means of examples, most hilarious. This is an extract from a sample Ballad, by Paul Griffin.
He hadna writ a line or twa,
A line but barely trey,
When he scratched his heid, and cried out loud:
'Why do I talk this way?'
'Why do I break into Scottish brogue
When Scots is what I'm not?
And if I'm going to write some more
Shouldn't I have a plot?
'The reason I break into Scottish brogue
And sail this perilous sea
Is the helpful rhymes; as anyone kens
Wha gleeks wi' half an ee.'
....
He's laid his pen upon his lip,
And he's looking quite perplexed;
Oh, that's because he doesna ken
What on earth comes next.
He hadna writ a line or twa,
A line but barely trey,
When he scratched his heid, and cried out loud:
'Why do I talk this way?'
'Why do I break into Scottish brogue
When Scots is what I'm not?
And if I'm going to write some more
Shouldn't I have a plot?
'The reason I break into Scottish brogue
And sail this perilous sea
Is the helpful rhymes; as anyone kens
Wha gleeks wi' half an ee.'
....
He's laid his pen upon his lip,
And he's looking quite perplexed;
Oh, that's because he doesna ken
What on earth comes next.