Embryonic stanza bounces around my head
Nurtured by thought it grows
Joined by more, sisters and brothers
Family of insights and emotions
They soon outgrow the mind-womb
I grab my pen and write
Ink transforms the moleskine
Children born onto the page
Refinements and tweaks
"How does that scan?"
I read the verse aloud
Contented, complete
"Will anybody read it?"
Barry Alexander
Doha
November 2014
YOU ARE READING
Coalescence
PoezieI am attempting to branch out and free myself from the constraints imposed by the label 'war poet'. I once wrote a poem (sadly lost) which voiced my frustration at my apparent inability to write about anything other than combat and its aftermath. ...
