Jingle Poetry at The Gooseberry Garden 'Poem of The Week'

A pure poet, completely focused on poetry, caught my attention. True thoughts shone on the main page.  ‘If you want to know about me, read my poetry’ this unique but profoundly ‘down to earth’ approach brings for the readers this weeks selection. Poetry reflects the ideas beliefs and opinions of a writer as well as throws light on the life style of the people, It is surely the poets keen observation that reveals  patterns of behavior, emotions and reactions of humanity to the environment around their habitats. This effective rhythmic narrative poem moves steadily along relating the reactions of a single character developing a gripping story that keeps the reader engaged till the very end. I present the poem of the week –a poem which I deeply enjoyed …I am sure you will too

‘Thanks for last Night’ Cynthia’ by WORDCOASTER

It was then that he sowed the seeds of discontent:

They grew

He knew

All that they could do.

Those flowers gave off quite a scent;

He enjoyed the aroma, the product of the seeds of discontent.

He picked a dozen and of course one more

Without match

Among the batch

Prettiest in the patch.

Fast flew his feet across the grassy floor

Bent on turning maiden to whore.

Behold, the pen he took into his hand–

He wrote

Many a note

Casting a vote

On who would fall prey to his demand

And all the malignment he had planned.

He checked and double-checked his lists;

Entrepreneur

Of the impure

Made sure

He possessed in his two clenched fists

All the couples and where they held their trysts.

A self-proclaimed doctor, he made his rounds:

No pills,

He kills

With skills

In need of restraints and bounds.

He lies low and waits for the sounds:

Twelve couples all caught in his sinister trap.

“How could you?”

“Why would you?”

“I misunderstood you!”

Twelve conversations all ending with a slap;

The sower goes out and enjoys a frappé.

  More about the poet and his wonderful poetry  at :     http://wordcoaster.wordpress.com/