(This "rondeau" was written to celebrate the Hinckley Scribblers, a long established group of writers that meets on Friday mornings at the central library in Hinckley, Leicestershire - or online if the venue is not available for any reason. We write stories and poems on a given theme and compare notes at our meetings. We range from published writers to aspiring beginners, all striving to improve our writing skills through constructive criticism of each others' work)
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Our writers’ group consists of those
Whose latent verse or lurking prose
Inspired a burning urge to write
In language florid, stern or trite.
But writing had its highs and lows.
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The muse was wayward, even froze,
And that is why they sometime chose,
In hope that they had done aright,
Our writers’ group.
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They found the effort to compose
Tale or poem (whate’er arose)
No longer led to scare or fright -
Rarely failing to delight
It never rendered comatose
Our writers’ group.
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© John Welford
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John Welford
I am a retired librarian, having spent most of my career in academic and industrial libraries.
I write on a number of subjects and also write stories as a member of the "Hinckley Scribblers".
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