Plead Insanity!

Introduction:

Over the past few days I have sat at this desk going over one poetic creation, time and again. Until it reached a point where the corrected creation no longer resembled that wchich first begun that journey. In short and in ammore simpler way of stating this; The Poem I begun editing changed so many times and in so many ways that what I begun with, no longer existed.

But still the poem that was the result is one I believe should be placed out there. This is a poem That started as one that describes the bitter cold frosty morning, like the ones previous to that morning. Until we reach a point where a silent wish goes for the warmer days to begin again.

But I hope this helps to bring the reader along for the journey and imagine or even picture it as they read through the piece. But then things turn a different direction and should have the reader along on the journey at that point. It is at this point the reader should be facing the topic of alleged experiments on weather control.

For the sake of poetic writing and to avoid arguments that WILL flow from this, I Will Call It Alleged! But tampering with weathermay bring results that the Poem should highlight and urge caution. Whether one calls it Mother Natrure OR the Hand and Work of an Almighty God who created all things. I let down for the reader to decide for themselves.

But in this poem one should end up on a journey that begun as one unhappy with the Bitter Cold January Frosty weather to one discussing Weather Tampering. I hope in the end it has the effect I hope for. BUT I also realise that all too often the opposite carries the result.

To briefly explain the Title: For a reader to read and come to a conclusion they will either say that The poet may Plead Insanity OR as a species and Mankind as a whole may plead Insanity OR Those responsible for such experiments that they plead Insanity!! Thus the Title fits as a starting point in this poem.

About The Poem:

The First thing readers will find is that this poem in set more on free form poetry with aa, bb rhyming. To describe rhyming patterns is a very difficult one for me. I usually go with that form of rhyming and kept to this rhyming pattern. In this case I have left the Syllable count etc, to fall where the poem itself took it.

This is what I call free style whether it is actually that or not is another issue. It is a poem that I set to this style because it fitted this style best and thus remained that way.

This changing between poetic styles is a leap to pastures new for me, who when starting out writing poetry, had refused any form or style in my poetry. I had done this in earlier days as a rebel of sorts and to stand seperate from any style athat any poet had done. I needed to find my own path in poetry. Because at that point as one in mid 20’s Had very little education regarding poetry.

In fact I believed at one point that anyone writing poetry were lost (and even more insulting terms) , also I believed that anyone reading a Bible were Lesser quality of people. But How the Tide of life has taken me!!! I ended up going back to shhool as an adult and a parent of 4 young children. It was there I became influenced more by a number of poets. One was John Donne and the other Thomas Kinsella (4 May 1928 – 22 December 2021).

It was here that style set to a pettern that I strived to find for myself and one I was more than happy with. YET I change from that style on occasions to fit a poem just as todays one.

I do hope that readers and folks are able to understand this poem and why It ended up this way.

Having said all of this, Please Try To Enjoy This Poem:

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Plead Insanity!



A white glaze covered all in sight,
Keeping everything cold ne’er felt right.
Clouds of dew rising to greet a new day,
The morning sun lighting the way.


Rising in the morning frozen to hell,
Wishing someone would cast a better spell.
Yearning for the warmth of morning sun,
Or dare bleed the morning for what it spun.


Temperatures negative again,
One remembers when and count to ten.
But clouds of dew rising natures beauty,
Almost a photographers duty.


To shoot the best and worst she gives,
Balanced with what was right that lives.
Blame all others or their mothers,
Save the planet or sell their brothers.


Plant the seeds yet blame the farm,
Ring the bell or sound the alarm.
Ne’er for deeds thus done for fun,
Ne’er to be Natures folly or The One.


Come now! Pay the piper
You play her Tune, as a viper.
You built the house on quicksand.
For where you stand, thus shown your hand. 


As those winters storms subside,
New days birth something new with pride.
Yet beware Mother soon reclaims her own,
E’er His will shall shine not unknown.




©  Pat Fitzgerald 2024

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ENDING THOUGHTS:

Thank you for joining me on this journey, which is my journey thoughwriting and learning more regarding composing poetry. They say that life is a journey which for me translates into poetry a journey onto itself.

Some of my poetry contain topics that at some point will or may not contain issues that readers either agree with or do not, or they have experienced or They will disagree with completely. YET that is completly fine by me. But Poetry is a form of art work that I enjoy and thus using it in a manner to touch or inspire the reader.

My path through writing and publishing Poetry on this blog is a journey beyond any expectations. And numbers have grown past anything I ever expected. In the end of any post I have to Pass on my thanks to you for joining me on this journey.

Poetry for me is a constant learning curve that I always strive to improve. Often due to the speed of my typing and a few other issues, mistakes and typos will find their way into published posts. I continue to work on improving this as I move along.

Please forgive for any such mistakes and for your understanding this.

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