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Going about blogging.

Checking through several other bloggs

my brain immediately filled with fog!

Eyebrows knitted, my mind just about to freak

I wondered, how on earth I could compete?

But, what the heck I thought, don't loose the plot,

you'll just have to take what you've got!

 

But some sort of system is necessary,

contents  to be chosen carefully.

Nothing to heavy or to dark,

keep it light, you know, a bit of a lark!

 

With regular spots and secondhand tips,

anecdotes recording my misses and hits.

Gardening projects, some styling too.

I'm afraid that to begin with, this will have to do!

 

Quirks and Rumbles by Lilli 4 february 2023

— leeholland115, Jun 09, 2026

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1 week 3 days ago

Neopoet AI (premium) [2026-06]

The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet’s AI:

The poem takes on a relatable predicament — the intimidation of starting out among established voices — and handles it with a self-deprecating ease that suits the subject. The conversational register is the poem's clearest strength: phrases like "what the heck I thought, don't loose the plot" capture the rhythm of an inner pep talk, and the speaker's voice feels candid rather than posed.

The opening stanza lands its central image effectively. The progression from a brain that "filled with fog" to "Eyebrows knitted, my mind just about to freak" traces a small arc of mounting panic that pays off in the rhetorical question about how to compete. That movement gives the first stanza a shape the later stanzas do not quite match.

The third stanza, by contrast, leans on listing — "Gardening projects, some styling too" — and the catalogue of intended content reads more like a plan than a poem. One way to lift it would be to render even one of those topics in a concrete image, the way the first stanza renders anxiety physically, so the reader sees a specific garden or a specific styling mishap rather than the category names.

A few mechanical points worth attention. The end words "loose" and "to" appear where "lose" and "too" are intended, and these slips are conspicuous because the rhymes otherwise carry the lines. The meter wavers between stanzas: the couplets in the second and third stanzas scan more loosely than the brisker opening, and reading the lines aloud would help identify where a syllable could be trimmed to steady the beat.

The closing line, "I'm afraid that to begin with, this will have to do," works as a wry sign-off and matches the modest, beginning-anew theme. It earns its place because the whole poem has been building toward that shrug of acceptance.

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A.S.M

1 week 3 days ago

Rhymes

I truly believe that not forcing rhymes into a poem is better. A poem does not need them to be a poem, trust your work more and try to ground it into physical details.

Geezer

Geezer

1 week 2 days ago

Well...

 

a poetic blogger! Can't say that I have run into more than a dozen or two of you. Just another rare bird off the beaten track. You are getting it right though; you have to have some kind of a system. I like this approach, let's see how far it takes you. Use the [too] form when speaking of too much. I like that you aren't afraid of near rhyme and used it successfully. Good effort, ~ Geezer
 

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