Today is National Poetry Day and the theme is ‘remember’. It’s also the start of the third Swindon Festival of Poetry.
The first event was Poetry Aloud at Swindon Central Library, where an eclectic bunch of talented poets – from first time to professional – read in an open mic format.
And – to celebrate – what better way than with a poem about the first event? (Okay a good poem would be better)
Remembering Poetry Aloud
Children bring Wilfred back to life,
David tearfully remembers his wife.
The Heavy Brigade charges to car horns
Before windows are closed with an ongoing drone
While Chaucer READS LAURIE LEE POEMS.
‘Something’s Changed’ reads a punked Michael Scott
And later I wonder exactly what.
Dannie Abse has died in esteemed old age
But ‘The Man I was Promised’ with a mane never came.
We hear Joe’s first poem with Rene the dog,
And that a battered Morley will do you good.
I’m told: going down, please mind the gap
And Mary remembers the rememberings of Patch.
Colin, he hails from Facebook;
And we Share Don with Chicago;
A sonnet couples shoelaces of a grandchild.
A soft round Brown Betty
Lavished praise on tea
And – by golly – Bob gave the council poetry.
Written by Louisa Davison
I liked your poem. I like how it sums up everything that was there. Good un. I can’t write poetry at all. I tried Haikus once but they turned into limericks.
Thanks! Nothing wrong with limericks. I think poetry is like anything – practise and learn and you can do it.
Oh no. I LOVE a good limerick. And yes, I’m sure you are right about the practise. All best. A.