Treasure Island

Charles McMullen

(24th March 1955 / Eastleigh, Hampshire.)

On Writing Poetry


I can write a poem true
And it can come from out the blue
Words that rhyme, that's my game
And I don't do it just for fame
I will write a novel song
Maybe it's right, or maybe it's wrong
Some read it, others sing it
For them I pen and bring it
Make 'em laugh and make 'em cry
This is hello and not goodbye
Write into the night
And damn my eyesight
For I can see clearly
What I mark dearly
My quill scribes on
The bet's odds-on
It's time to finish
As I diminish

Submitted: Sunday, June 24, 2012
Edited: Monday, June 25, 2012

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