Author Or Poet? Poem by Alf Hutchison

Author Or Poet?

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Author or Poet?

When I write my thought on paper,
Forbid that I should write free verse;
Author or Poet, what shall I be
Driver of hearse… or giver of life.

Authors writhing in anguished pain
Resurrecting rhyming verse again,
Doolittle said “I think she’s got it”
“Beam me up Scotty, into the rocket”

Things are improving, it’s started to gel
From now on in things have to fare well.
Balancing out, it’s started to rhyme,
Poets have done this since dawning of time.

But woe is me… what can I do,
To really impress the poet in you.

Paper is canvas, soft and serene,
Snow white flesh…uniquely clean;
Untouched it waits whilst I prepare,
With eyes transfixed in poet’s stare;

What juice will flow from brain to ink
What joy to bring, what odes to sing,
Contrasting words of black and pink,
When will the ‘word bee’ deliver it’s sting.

The question I ask… are you author or poet
The words a ball… what way do you throw it;
There are many skins on the proverbial cat;
Maybe, just maybe, I’ve shown you that.

Alf Hutchison

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Fiona Davidson 08 April 2009

Poetry comes in many guises Alf...you show that so well here...thank you for an excellent write....10

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Cindy Kreiner Sera 11 April 2009

Your poems give us life...keep writing in whatever guise you wish.. Your.thoughts flow evenly and lightly but you are in control.Fortunately poems have no boundaries, it is part of ourselves when writing, becomes a part of others when reading and I admire your style

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brilliant piece sir. absolutely..

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Bob Blackwell 13 April 2009

A very good rhyming story. You write in rhyme so well....you have a gift.

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Carol Gall 24 June 2009

really good -one writes what and how they want people are people cant make everyone happy

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Ashraful Musaddeq 01 June 2009

An excellent write Alf. You have composed with nice imageries. It is thoughts provoking also. 10+++

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Saadat Tahir 11 May 2009

Paper is canvas, soft and serene, Snow white flesh…uniquely clean; Untouched it waits whilst I prepare, With eyes transfixed in poet’s stare; wow what a beauty Alf fantastic piece you penned there and on a just so topic that no one does with such seriousness and abandon great...thanx cheers

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George F. Hunter 20 April 2009

Good thinking. I appreciate the thoughts, being a rhymer myself.

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Found this piece of personal interest, as despite some innocent flack i am sometimes a recipient of in this claim, but: ...I am not a Poet, nor is my work guided by pure poetic principle. I am a story-teller, probably more valued at a party, or my frequent motivational seminars on sales & marketing, than i will ever be a sumo-credible master of the Written Word....Yet, i enjoy the challenge...and enjoyed this read! WellDone, Alf! F j R 2009

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