The Challenge

(From the collection : Flight of Fate)

Accepting the challenge of these rhymes

despite misgivings held, reminded me of times compelled

to compose with words a legacy

Reading the rules I blanched

without the tools, no chance

a pen with no efficacy

Hell, I thought, send samples on

if I blunder I'm but an icon

so the keys clicked artlessly

Time to cut and paste, hands damp, mouth dry

on my tongue a bitter taste, fear a hindrance to deny

an overwhelming urge to flee

Avast! I cried,

step up and show your mettle

so I posted all the silly things

and then put on the kettle