Of three make four and then comes five <br />perhaps this place will come alive! <br />The trouble with most poets is <br />they cannot re-create the fizz <br />the inner poet makes inside. <br />For them, dull critics are their guide, <br />they talk of free verse and of breaks <br />of music, meter, what it takes <br />to make a poem, typed and all <br />that in the poet's world stands tall. <br /> <br />Conveniently they do forget <br />that simple folks they have not met <br />will be the judge (and they love rhyme) <br />yet to succeed one needs to climb <br />the hurdle called the talent hill, <br />without it poets never will <br />amount to much no matter Sir. <br />I ask of you, do you concur?<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/talent-hill/
