Writing Group Blues by Gwynn Dawson

The lass on my left

is waiting to publish,

While I’m sitting here

trying not to write rubbish!

 

The girl in the wing- back,

is pen -poised and gifted,

Oh! help me, the Muses!

As through hell I’ m sifted.

 

Now they’re all on about

HOOKS in a LINE!

Are we writing or fishing?

Oh yah ! Its tea time!

 

On , on we go

Just so much to know.

My verbs are entangling,

My adverbs not lucid.

My nouns are all jangling,

My commas quite putrid.

My grammar is terminal,

the sub text ,sub zero

Oh Lord  I’ve forgotten

To write in a hero!

 

What! You all like my piece ,

its spontaneous and free.

Dear fellow writers,

This group is for me!

 

Now as I leave you,

To live in the country,

I know I will miss you.

 

The laughter,

The banter.

Oh yes !it’s been fun,

And…

Somehow , a miracle!

Good writing was done!