If I Were Back In England: A poem for
National Poetry Day
If I were back in England
Right now I'd take my pen
Stare blankly at the page for half an
hour
I'd sigh and draw a doodle
Then put it down again
And scowl into the mirror, maybe glower
If I were back in England
I'd feel obliged today
To write some poetry, with or without
the muse
So I'd take the pen once more
Maintain my blank-faced way
While the paper seemed to whisper,
“Bob, j'accuse”
If I were back in England
National Poetry Day is now
Not yesterday, tomorrow or next week
So I'd force the words to come
I'd pull them out somehow
I'd find a way to write the verse I'd
seek
But I am not back in England
So there is no obligation
I can write or not write simply as I
will
Of course that makes it easy
This act of new creation
And I hope this poem's one that fits
the bill.
