Letters don’t you just love their generosity.

~ Chris Black ~The Poet's Poet~

Way way back in the sands of time
Back when I first thought I could write in rhyme
I made a total cobblers of it
Everything I wrote went head over tit.

No matter how hard I tried
Those words I laid down just curled up and died
Throwing up their imaginary hands in despair
Silently screaming this just is not fair.

I was never really given a chance
Words, they lead me on a merry dance
The alphabet it too was of little assistance
Gathering up words, keeping its distance.

My insistence though made it quite plain
That if this continued I would without hesitation inflict pain
There was no way I was going to be held ransom
Rhyme would be written and then some.

Eventually you’ll be glad to hear it came to pass
Words decided let’s not be so crass
Let us join together and in harmony
Allow this writer create a symphony.

So early one morning taking pen in hand
I began writing, I had nothing planned
Words between them suggested it’s time
Put him out of his misery let him write in rhyme.
So off I went on my merry way
I had lots and lots I wished to say
At this point in time I’ll just say that is that
What is to come tomorrow I’ll keep under my hat.
© Chris Black. April 2018

Published by Chris Black ~The Poet's Poet~

The published and unpublished manuscripts of Chris Black. A writer from Wexford, Chris has been writing and publishing poetry for over quarter of a century. September 2016 saw his dream come to fruition with the publication of his first book of Poetry and Short Stories titled Same Train, Different Track. Preferred reading - Autobiographies, the history of the native American Indian and a vast array of poetry books. Continues to write by day and night by giving the sawdust a shake which in turn awakens the grey matter. - has an eclectic taste in music, spent 16 happy years as a radio presenter in a part time capacity while "slaving" away at the coal face now enjoying all that retirement has to offer and more. Tweets @CJBlack2012, on Soundcloud @ https://soundcloud.com/the-poets-poet-1 youtube @Chris Black-poetry-spoken word. You can find his "work" at https://chrisblack2012.wordpress.com If you do happen to drop by do let him know your thoughts, who you are and where you come from - He will in time also pay you a return visit. Thank you.

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