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Monday, 23 April 2018

Sounds like...

The challenges this year are really flexing our creative muscles, but I like it! Today's challenge is to write a poem based in sound. It could, for example, read like spoken language sounds, or incorporate overhead language, a song lyric, or language from something often heard spoke aloud (a prayer, pledge, motto, etc.). We could perhaps even use a regional or local phrase that we don't hear anywhere else.

Let's see how much Scots I remember from my time in Edinburgh...


'Spare some change please, love?'
said the dirty homeless man

All that he wanted 
was a wee tot, a dram

To wash away his sorrows,
To drive away the rain

'Ye numpty,'
said a lad

'A dinna ken who ye mean by "love;"
A gonny tell my dad!'

The lad clicked his tongue
and walked away, mad.

But the dirty homeless man
kept holding out his hand