This Poem of the Week is arriving a little late, and the reason is not important. Hope you enjoyed it, anyway.
| Ideas Ideas are like dust and lint They ceaselessly appear Churned out dirty from the mint They choke the atmosphere It’s easy to detect them They are coating every surface The trick is to collect them And to make them serve a purpose To separate the choicest bits To pound and sand and scrape them To wad them up and make them stick To polish and reshape them Peeling, padding, painting, poking Pressure, glue and heat Strongarm tactics, gentle coaxing Charges and retreats To add, subtract, adjust, combine To trim but not diminish And most of all, to draw the line That says the thing is finished |
Copyright © 2003 by Dave Grossman
Medico Musings 
Perfect meter, unstrained rhymes, completely topical, strong ending ~ what’s not to love here? 👏👏👏
This is good!
I sent you those lyric and have been grinding away at ideas since then. Neither strongarm or gentle tactics have been very effective. The next verses have not come easily.