Writing anything is great fun. It forces one to get the little grey cells going and it also jogs the memory about all sorts of wonderful and forgotten things.
The trouble is, some days, things flow like wine and other days, like treacle or molasses.
So, how can you get into a wine like verse writing mood?
The way I do it, is to bring back a memory. It doesn't have to be a great event, something quite small and seemingly non memorable, that did stick in the mind will often be the best trigger of the day.
For instance, I once had a darling cat that, when the mood took her, would sit at the top of the stairs in a crouched & menacing pose. She would then stare at the dog, who although many times her size, would sit obediently at the foot of the stairs until she decided to let him past. It always brought a smile to my face, and I recalled this to write a small verse.
Darling cat with stony glare,
Sits atop the bedroom stair,
Silent tail moves to and fro,
Eyes fixed on the dog below.
Cowering mastiff twelve treads down,
Knits his brow in wrinkled frown,
Never dares to move an inch,
The feline threat soon makes him flinch.
A stand - off, no negotiation,
His whine expresses mutt's frustration,
Yet still he sits, too scared to climb,
She'll let him through, in her good time.
