A Resurrection.

Me and my Shadow.

  1. C. J. Black

My-self and Fictitious Clancy, while out one day hill walking

Decided we should collaborate, try do a little writing instead of rubbish talking

I asked Fictitious to concentrate his mind on a certain subject

Then we’d both sit down try and write a poem on that given topic.

 

Now Fictitious could be at times a rather deep thinker, then other times, be quite profound –

So he suggested – compose a piece on why people in this day and age, so many are rotund

I didn’t feel over confident in writing on this subject, which could be quite offensive?

When I put this to Fictitious he went on the defensive.

 

He said with his usual smirk – why should I be the one to always choose?

Are you afraid to step out of my shadow for fear that you may lose?

Now just to put you in the picture we have never had a falling out

We would always adjourn to our local snug, argue it out over a couple of pints of stout.

 

Then when the air was cleared we’d both head for home

Clap ourselves on the back – result another poem?

So there you are its simple, just let your fingers do the talking

Jot down each thought that comes into your head, especially when out walking.

 

As you can see from our ramblings, Fictitious and I are amateurs at this game

So go to it, give it your best shot, and remember, you have nothing to lose and all to gain.

So until the next time from my-self and Fictitious Clancy

We look forward to reading your masterpiece – who knows it might just well also tickle our fancy?

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29th October 2012 www.chrisblack2012.wordpress.com