I write a quite a bit of prose, mainly short stories. A lot of them, but not all aimed at children. But poetry is a different matter, while I liked to read and listen to all sorts of poetry. I had always avoided trying to write it, mainly because I hadn’t a clue how to go about it (still haven’t).
Despite my misgivings, other members of the writing group that I attend, persuaded me to give it a try and like a fool I agreed, knowing full well that I could not meet their exacting standards. Not to worry I thought, I could only do my best, even if it turned out to be rubbish. Unable to get to grips with formal sonnets, I decided to try my hand at free verse. But when the waste bin overflowed, I gave it up as a bad job and decided to clear the garage instead.
Which turned out to be a good idea, because I came across one of Katie’s old toys, a fuzzy, one eyed monster from, “Monsters Inc” I think his name was Michael? Anyway it started me writing and the result is below.