I'm not a poet. I've never been a poet. But I did write this.
The hardest question
For the love that he left behind,
Saddle-sore but safe,
A tonic rather than a torment.
He tried to be worthy
But they'd got the cake.
Please read it carefully; try to find the meaning, if any.
Actually, I found it while looking out some notes for adult creative writing classes, and I'd forgotten all about it, but I rather like it (especially the poignant last line). I constructed it by taking random lines from newspapers.
But I don't suppose I fooled anyone.
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That sounds like a good exercise for our writers' group. Maybe we could come up with something equally inspiring (tried to find the kindest adjective here). I like cake.
ReplyDeleteAre you sure you aren't a poet?
ReplyDelete"I love saddle-sore but safe".
An interesting exercise, Frances. Maybe you should try more poetry.
I love it and keep re-reading it. It sounds lovely read aloud. I agree that the last line is so poignant.
ReplyDeleteMaggie, - not exactly creative, though. More plagiarism!
ReplyDeleteNo, Yvonne. Sadly, I'm not a poet!
Joanna, it's great isn't it? Such a shame it doesn't mean anything!
What a great way to create poems - I'm tempted to have a go at that myself.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Patsy. I'ts great fun, but not really poetry (although I think it can be as good as a lot of the modern stuff!).
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