Rhythm

Image result for edward lear illustration

Illustration: Edward Lear

I can knock up a poem
In no time at all,
If my time’s running short
And my back’s to the wall.
It isn’t a talent,
My brain is just geared
To rhyming and meter
And verging on weird.

If I’m doing the housework
Or walking the mutt,
I am thinking in rhythm
Although, there’s a ‘but’,
That isn’t to say
That the stuff’s any good,
But the rhythm and rhyme
Seem to be in my blood.

I can blame all the books
As a child I was read
When the dreams wouldn’t come
As I lay in my bed;
All the poems and Seusses
And monologues quoted
To which Mum and Grandad
Were firmly devoted.

Yet though I lay blame
I should probably be
Grateful they gave
All the poems to me.
My mind may be twisted
To rhyme while I work
But I could just consider
This flaw as a perk.

I never get bored
When I’m doing the dishes,
Or hoovering carpets,
Or cleaning the fishes…
The jobs just get done
To the rhymes in my head
When I could be frustrated
Or frazzled instead.

My mind always talks
To itself in a rhyme…
It erases the boredom
And passes the time.
So thank you to poets
Like Edgar and Lear
Who lent me their rhythm
To dance in my ear.

About Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of The Silent Eye, a modern Mystery School. She writes alone and with Stuart France, exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. Find out more at France and Vincent. She is owned by a small dog who also blogs. Follow her at scvincent.com and on Twitter @SCVincent. Find her books on Goodreads and follow her on Amazon worldwide to find out about new releases and offers. Email: findme@scvincent.com.
This entry was posted in Humour, Poetry and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink.

29 Responses to Rhythm

  1. joylennick says:

    What an ear…
    what a dear:
    writing poetry
    like Edgar and Lear! Brilliant. Hugs x

    Liked by 1 person

  2. jenanita01 says:

    Would this be the secret to your enduring cheerfulness, Sue? I wouldn’t mind having something to make the housework more fun…

    Like

  3. Love this! I remember being enamored with a book of nonsense poems as a child and I would make up silly rhymes all the time 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Eliza Waters says:

    🙂 Wonderful innate talent is what I say!

    Like

  5. Alli Templeton says:

    It is a perk – a gift, and you have it in spades. I love your poems, they’re so fantastically whimsical and a breeze to read, and they always give me a lift. So keep those poets dancing in your ear… it does us all good. 🙂 ❤

    Like

  6. 👏🏻 Lear made me fall in love with limericks as a child. And much of my other poetry also rhymes.

    Like

  7. willowdot21 says:

    Such a lovely state of mind
    A fun way to escape
    The everyday and special magic find
    To paint within your mind a woderlandscape
    I think this is the way to go, in poetry and verse
    Even if everyone else thinks we are perverse.

    Love your poem Sue 💜

    Like

  8. Excellent poem Sue. Clever lady!

    Like

  9. Absolutely LOVE IT! ❤

    Like

  10. dgkaye says:

    Yes, you have the gift Sue ❤

    Like

  11. Patricia Mitchell Lapidus says:

    Your poem is fun, Sue.
    One of my favorite humorist poets is Ogden Nash, who wrote:

    Pardon me, Octopus, I begs
    Is those things arms of is they legs.
    I marvel at the Octopus.
    If I were he I’d call me us.

    Like

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.