an open ended poem

an open ended poem beckons

vagrant syllables queue up to be chosen

knowing their chances

of immortality and fame

lie just beyond the next couplet

 

it’s a sign of the times i tell ya

financial assets be damned

pages have been blank before

all that really matters now is rememberin’

it ain't worth a dime

if it ain't got that rhyme

 

words ride on roller skates

to join the competition

damn right they “got” ambition

struggling for special position

wanna be in that golden edition

  

stick a silk flower in that lapel baby

the rain “don’t” matter today

the shortest distance between two points

is that unwritten line

the one i am gonna complete

 

Reviews

[barleygirl]

It's nice to read something from you that has a more straightforward, down-to-earth, & slightly abrasive message, rather than your usual smooth flowing verse! *wink! wink!* I can relate to so many of your sentiments here, especially the first stanza, which is so delightful & hopeful. I love the extended rhyme over 4 lines in stanza 3. And I love the sassy tone of the first 2 lines in stanza 4, which convey the grit & determination of tackling a stubborn poem that needs finishing!

[Lydia Shutter]

So glad you could relate, Margie. Yea, I can be abrasive...ask anyone who has gotten on my bad side! :) I appreciate your review. Lydi**

[DIVYA]

Here, I get a peek into a prolific, poetic mind and the dilemma often faced due to the vast array of word choices we have, yet just the right one is needed to create that masterpiece. I appreciate the image, it conveys the message in totality.

[Lydia Shutter]

We all go through this sort of thing. We are our own worst critics! Thank you once again. Lydi**

[Leo]

When I read it I visualized a marathon and your words and style indeed won..absolutely brilliant wordplay!
Two Thumbs Way Up!

[Lydia Shutter]

Thanks so much, Mustanger. Lydi**

[EcstaticEuphoria]

Love this! Your style if writing us unique and fresh. Great job!

[Lydia Shutter]

Thanks, Rosalee. Hope you check out some more of my words. Lydi**

[Valentine]

Gotta love the last grouping, sounds like me since the loss of my husband. Just no muse lately. Valentine

[Lydia Shutter]

Thanks so much, Kathie. Sorry your muse is in hiding, but be patient. It will return. LydI**

[Sheila Kline]

"Now, where is that word? I know I had it with me, and then it just disappeared into thin air right before I knew where to put it!" That's how it goes for so many of us, and you have captured the sense of frustration that accompanies such aggravation with your usual creative pen!
And the crumpled image is perfect!

[Lydia Shutter]

Thanks so much, Sheila. You are one of the few who always notice the image I choose. I appreciate that. Lydi**

[Lorry]

How we strive to complete that unwritten line, that join the dots between pen and that part of the brain that keeps on itchin'. Sometimes I wonder if writing about writing is the most popular form of poetry, yet you still manage somehow to make this sound fresh and put your own unique spin on what we all ponder.
Lovely writie Lydi.

[Lydia Shutter]

Indeed, that itch in the brain....we all know it. Thank you so much, Nemo. Lydi**

[Lorry]

You're welcome :)

[Paul Bell]

Blank page syndrome. In the old days before i was born, it was broken lead pencil, dry quill. Now it's throw the tablet out the window syndrome. Then it hits you. But can you get it down anywhere. Back up pencil, works wonders.

[Lydia Shutter]

I often scribble on a note pad in my pocketbook! Thank you for the review, Paul. Lydi**

[Writer at last! Sky ~]

Lydia its mind blowing and wanna be in that golden edition of mine. Reading you every time makes me feel extremely happy! Bless you with lots of happiness and smile :)

[Lydia Shutter]

thanks so much, Lydi**

[Writer at last! Sky ~]

Your much welcome Lydi**

[redzone]

it's an amazing poem Lydi... thanks to you I understand why I am always broke... as my words "ain't worth a dime/ if it ain't got that rhyme.. oh well... but it is often true, it isn't the absence of words it's the abundance of words and their darn squabbling over who is going to be put on that blank page... I mean which word is first, which one get the capital letter, which one rhymes with anther.. it's damn confusing and it's amazing that anything gets written... sheeeesh Lydi...

but you my friend always seem to have conquered this and order these vagrant words into "nice" sentences and they got the rhyme and the time and the dime!!! and you Lydi have once again written a "Nice" poem... seems like you have connected and completed that unwritten line...

redzone

[Lydia Shutter]

Always thrilled to get a "nice" review from you, Curt. Thanks for visiting! Lydi**