Biscuit Poets at Headway
celebrate national poetry day.
To us poetry means an active brain
a chance to quip, quibble and complain.
Poetry means camaraderie
a friendship like Laurel and Hardy.
A time to reflect and collaborate
to contemplate our mental state.
Poetry is linguistic exploration
a time for relaxation.
Our group gives motivation
for unique verbal creation.
Poetry means Roger McGough
Wordsworth and loads of other stuff.
Poetry means Pam Ayres
the story of her teeth that she so often shares.
Poetry is our sugar rush,
the flow of words that sometimes makes us blush.
Written by our self-styled misfits
grazing on broken biscuits.
Poetry is an opportunity to learn
a Tuesday session to which we return.
Poetry means lines that rhyme
but with us not quite every time.
A verbal bonanza
written in some strange stanza.
Poetry is the calm in the storm
a break from the humdrum norm.
So for us the 28th September
is a day to remember
for the nation's celebration
of so much poetic exhilaration.
Biscuits: Box of Broken Biscuits
Taste test: 8 out of 10
Cost: A gift
Cost: A gift