Ego of Deeming

I've been meaning to express—

admiration doesn't quite cut it

I've been deeming it necessary—

adoration seems extreme a bit

~

To talk about my writer chum

exchanged respect and appreciation

So sit by the hi-hat drum

of shared literary exploration

~

No other reason, but to rhyme—

the master storyteller, she is

Peaks and pits, we've had in time

characterisation - she's a whizz

~

Long it feels — our friendship

we all know she's "fucking fantastic"

Bathory fire — shared bardship

she knows, as words bend like elastic

~

To her will, with great skill

not a shrill—just a trill

I'm always deeming our Rachel

A true creative— poetic angel

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Thanks for reading!

Author's Notes: There's always a "notes" isn't there? This ode came from a long-standing friendship of mutual support and respect between me and the rather excellent Rachel Deeming. It was prompted by an exchange in the comments section of my poem, Semantic Satiation & Other Fatal Ejaculations, when I admitted "I kinda love you" all friend-like, and she responded in true Deeming witty style "I don't blame you, I'm fucking fantastic." to which I then responded "There was me thinking I'd overstepped the line. Nah, just feeding the Ego of Deeming. "wait...me thinks a poem is forming"" and here we are.

I also enjoyed having a more lighthearted subject to write about, as many of my Vocal+ Summer Writing Series stories and poems have been and will continue to be about rather serious topics.

You can find the inspiration here:

Please be sure to check out her profile, if you haven't already done so, because she is an amazing writer.

Here are some other things by me, too: