Wisely and slow;
they stumble that write fast
and wisdom or music
from their words escapes.
Steady keeps the pace;
if you slow down,
you notice words
you never heard before.
Slow as a simile,
stanzas don’t grow
on busy sheets of paper
and a rolling rhyme
gathers no metre.
In other words:
more haste less poetry.
Kim M. Russell, 28th August 2018

My response to dVerse Poets Pub Poetics: Twisted Adages
This Tuesday, Jill is our host and bartender, and she wants us to work with pithy little maxims and proverbs that hold a kernel of truth. She asks us to craft our poetry around an adage or two that we must change in some significant way: strike while the iron is falling and wist your adage(s) to some strange advantage.
First I do love the title… sometimes I think a poem can start from a good title…
Love how you bring up the slow process of writing… I can almost feel that words are formed like potter’s clay into a poem vase.
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I was also thinking of the slow movement of ballet dancers in an adagio, expressing emotions and ideas quite painstakingly. in the poetry of dance.
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Bravo! This is funny and clever and oh so true!
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Thank you, Jill!
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The musical reference is sweet, and it really works. I like the lines /if you slow down/you will notice words/
you never heard before/. A terrific poem.
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Thank you, Glenn.
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Clever, and just slightly off with the adages, to mean something completely different.
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Thanks Jane.
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🙂
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I liked the sound of these words: “you notice words
you never heard” and the twist in the last line.
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Thanks Frank.
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Loved how you twisted the adages. More haste means less poetry..ha! -you’re right. By the way- that pic- that’s me in my dreams 🙂
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Me too! 🙂
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time wounds all heels ….
okay, sorry, couldn’t resist – but I love what you’ve done with this – and yes, slow for surety …. and time …. well, all good things, come to those who have already stepped off the curb and … never mind;
brilliant word play and yet, how truthful for it …
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Thank you, Pat! I like ‘time wounds all heels’, it sounds like an Achilles adage. 😉
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LOL!
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That worked really well. Great twisting of the adages ever so slightly!
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Thank you!
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Wells done! Reminds me of the adage, “Slow and steady wins the poetry contest!”
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🙂
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Sage advice through twisted adages. Bravo!
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Thank you, Susan!
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This worked out really well, Kim. Bravo.
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Thanks V.J.
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That’s a beautiful way to express the process, clever last line.
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Thank you!
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HA! more haste less poetry.. LOVE your rolling rhymes
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Thank you, Maria!
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Nice write…’rolling rhyme
gathers no metre’ love, all in all nice play on adages.
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Thank you, Dorianna.
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“they stumble that write fast”
This is true, and very well said. I love the pace of your poem, and the allusions to music. The twist at the end was interesting.
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Thank you, Abigail.
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You’re welcome, Kim.
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Love it❤️ Especially – a rolling rhyme gathers no metre.”!
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🙂
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As ‘they’ Say 10,000 Hours
Makes a Master
of Whatever
impossible
hehe
with Haiku
as far as poetry Grows
but never the less oh God
what a relief this Ballerina
is after Seeing the Trump
Angry Inch
at
Bjorn’s
Place of
OlD Ager
White Man’s Truth
oF ANGer Still For Ballerinas
Flow Trumps Stutter and Fall Fall Faced Flat..
And that’s why
Free
Poetry
is my
Hobby
And Free Dance is mY LiFE
For tHere is no mistaking Dance as Life
no matter ages races nationalities sexual orientations disabilities genders
religions and all those other labels we come prepackaged Naked for Dance
when
Do
Just
Do
Just Dance
Then SinG NoW..;)
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LOL! Trump’s angry inch!
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Hehe.. the funniest
part oF all not is it’s
no
Joke
it’s true
A Scientifically
Psychologically smaller phenom
Studied in Serial Dead Souls in Angry Old White Men still..
As The World
continues
to get
Browner
to eradicate this smaller issue..;)
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Is it in proportion with his tiny hands?
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Generally Speaking
Colder Weather
Folks
Have
Shorter
Appendages
Less they Freeze
Off and
With Big
And Small
Cats Jaws
And
Claws
More
Easily
Adhere
To Larger
Packages
Double
Edged
SWords
As ‘they’
Say for the
Ape Kings
Of
The
Jungles too., hAha..;)
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🙂
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:)!
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Slow movements to obtain perfection. Love this Kim!
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Thanks Sara!
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Love this…but please, no haste more poetry! 🙂
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Thank you, Sascha! Slowly, slowly catchee stanza.
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really enjoyed reading this and decoding the hidden adages, really got my brain to work and think.
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Thank you, Gina! I’m glad it’s not just a poem but also a brain workout!
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i had internet issues all week and now only catching up so I am very pleased I got to read yours and have that work out
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