Stephen Fry

[vaneramos]

I wanted poetry to find its way
into my mind, a daily exercise,
but not just random verse. Some form more sure
a transformation in my work to make.
I asked my friends to recommend some text.
Rebecca said the one that worked for her
The Ode Less Traveled writ by Stephen Fry
would surely do the trick. And so I took
her kind advice and ordered soon this book.
It found its merry way from Amazon
a mere ten days to find my snowy stoop.
Last night upon the pillow lay my head.
I undertook to reading chapter one.
Where else but with pentameter to start,
invoking iambs pounding out their beat?
And so this break from verses lacking form
I cast ridiculously at the feet
of friends who dare endure in company
a man of careless words and humour poor,
but it is not my fault. Blame Stephen Fry.

I'm writing a poem a day in February.

Comments

[rsc.livejournal.com]

Very entertaining. I'm enjoying reading your poems.

Now for the sting in the tail: I'd enjoy reading them even more if they were in the same font size as the rest of my LJ feed.

[vaneramos.livejournal.com]

Indeed! Presumably it is too small. I have to use html to pre-format them to avoid inappropriate indentation. There's no reason I can't increase the font size.

[changeling72.livejournal.com]

Wonderful!

I saw Stephen Fry many years ago in Kew Gardens.

[vaneramos.livejournal.com]

Very cool. I like many things about him, which was one motivation for obtaining this book.

[corridor7f.livejournal.com]

I attempted to have a dirty dream about Mr. Fry last night - though I am far too ethical in my dreams, so it didn't happen. He wouldn't have enjoyed it.

He turned away and left me with a broken watch, shinking in size as he walked away.

[vaneramos.livejournal.com]

Interesting! My erotic dreams seem more likely to reach consummation now than when I was younger. Unfortunately, they visit me far less frequently.