Tight and Taut
I always thought myself a writer
lacking voice or so I thought
My prose I wanted to be lighter
stringing words to hit the spot
Lexicon thrown in the grinder
hope is found in words all wrought
Text in cadence, I aim higher
bounce and lilt is what I got
A poet’s pen I had to barter
rhyming terms I thought I ought
I squeezed the words and used a miter
making verse so tight and taut
My muse’s voice I now decipher
rhapsodist – that is my lot
I found my niche and I am wiser
in the lyric school of thought
Bolt on pedestrian bridge in Ernest Thompson Seton Park, Toronto
Chain-link fence on Queens Quay East, Toronto
From the pedestrian bridge in Ernest Thompson Seton Park, Toronto
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I love this, Stefan! Your poetry is wonderful. This could be turned into a song! Just what I needed this Sunday morning. Thank you!
You have a beautiful voice!! Your poetry is terrific..thank-you!
Wonderful poetry Stefan and the accompanying photos are perfect illustrations. Excellent post
EXCELLENT!!!!
You are so talented!
Another muse poem? : – ) Love the pix, and love the way you used pix of bolts, fastenings, and fencing to go with a poem titled “Tight and Taut.”
Well done! Bravo!
Great Stefan!!!! BRAVO
Man I love poetry. Short and sweet.