In December, we took #PoetryToGo to Mill Road Winter Fair, and battled gale force winds trying to bring bespoke poetry to a cold, confused crowd of scurrying punters. Guy ropes are only so much good on a pavement, but we were rescued by local storyteller (and cracking poet to boot) Marion Leeper, who brought us nifty marquee feet to borrow, which she helped to fill with water and install. The only recompense she requested was a poem ("just a sillly little one!") about marquee feet. In not-very-good terzanelle form (I kept the rhyme scheme and said "bah" to iambic pentameter), here it is! Thanks, Marion! Hope it was worth waiting for! :D
Where some crave flighty
You take sturdy seriously.
Your reliability makes you mighty.
You observe your duty righteously
In expertise.
You take sturdy seriously.
Eschew the ones who tease -
It's time to show up
Inexpertise.
Tell the rest that they must grow up
To heed the call -
It's time to show up
You lift us strong and tall,
Helping our uncertain hearts
To heed the call.
You exceed the sum of parts;
Where some crave flighty,
Helping our uncertain hearts,
Your reliability makes you mighty
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