I've been writing poetry since my first regeneration. Feel free to comment on how good or bad you think it is. Some of it is speed poetry which I never used to be able to do and some of you will say I still can't. So feel free to be fair...but always be kind!
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Inherit The Wind (7-May-2008)
This was an earlier poem penned in the heat of the stage. This one was far more whimsical in nature and prompted by a single phrase which always ran through my mind at that point in the play.
Inherit The Wind Mayor Buffoon Ate the Bassoon After the Loon And leaving them soon Never to swoon And often to croon Bur swimming a dune While fiddling a tune