A Poem

Often I think and write about a certain question: "Just What is Poetry?" Sometimes I even write a poem about poetry, like this one:

A poem, to me:

A statement, speech, a view.

Onomatopoeic metaphor

About me and you.

Plotted and planned,

Or just a thing I do.

From instress to inscape,

Hopkins-like,

So very, very true.

A riotous myriad of colours,

Scented roses,

Touches new.

In verses and stanzas,

Pocket pictures you see;

Iambic rhythms and pulses,

Traditional verses,

Or free.

Time for tea.

Paul Butters

Or Skryboss (C) Yorkshire Dales Saturday 19th September 2009 at 11.30.

MMM. Skryboss - one of my efforts at a pseudonym. Ah well. Do feel free to comment below. Do scroll down to see my earlier entries, including "Older Posts". Better still, do pop back later. Poetry is to be savoured slowly... And I keep adding poems...

12\9\2012: This poem has had 224 Views to press on "Hello Poetry". That makes it my most popular poem on there. "New Eden" is challenging fast however.