Consider your verdict for My fellow writers

A poem in my own devised style

Consider your verdict.

The countryside shows black and white, a winter scene that's pure delight.
When observed by a poets eyes. The inspiration it supplies.
he will record in metered verse, before impressions can disperse
He always carries pad and pen prepared to write no matter when.
his muse commands that he must write.Imagination in full flight.
as he attempts to share with you, the simple beauty of the view.
The fields of white are broken by bare trees which show against the sky.
He finds himself a sheltered spot, the day is cold but he is not.
He is consumed by his desire to write in burning words of fire
Describe the beauty of the day before the blue sky turns to gray.
Darkness must fall and will erase the beauty lit by the suns ray.
His brain moves faster than his pen, When he gets home he'll write again.
Re edit it and check it through. When he's convinced that it will do.
He'll type it into his P.C, which will present it legibly.
Then post it on the internet, a task that he will not forget.
He'll sit and wait for the replies.His poem read by other eyes
their honest comments let him know.Has he succeeded; yes or no.

30-Dec-08
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