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Hideaway Poem

 I have had a most productive week of writing. -Some great publishing news on two projects and a couple of school visits where I got to work with several classes of early years writers who blew me away with their brave writing efforts. I also launched a brand new website .

These events put me in a bouyant mood, so I decided to have a little fun with words and today I am sharing this cheeky, playful poem...

Poets need to indulge in wordplay and this poem  goes to that place. 











Hideaway Poem


I had intended sharing

A poem with you

But it lost its nerve

And has shut itself away

Inside a book of poems

Refusing to come out.


Maybe it’s hoping William Wordsworth

Will offer it some daffodils

Maybe it secretly longed to be a sonnet

Or part of Tennyson's Light brigade.

 

There’s no rhyme or reason

For this…

The stanzas stand up

The imagery is intact

The alliteration aligned

 

In the meantime

Here’s some white space

To cast your eyes over

While waiting…


Alan j Wright






It is Poetry Friday and this week our host is Sarah Grace Tuttle who posts about her revamped website, poetry possibilities for educators and shares a poem about a hitchiker at the airport. 

 

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  1. Irene Latham17 October 2025 at 23:02

    :) I do love a shy poem (or person)! Thanks for the wordplay and congratulations on a productive week! Sometimes my reason for shyness is simply the world feels too much and I find peace in quiet aloneness.

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    1. Alan j Wright18 October 2025 at 15:57

      Sometimes our poetry is the mask we wear to avoid revealing our shyness, Irene. I do like your reasoning regarding those times when the world is beyond what we want to deal with at times. Thanks for your response. Always appreciated.

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  2. Linda B17 October 2025 at 23:52

    Everyone, oops, I mean every poem, gets to choose how it lives,. I'm glad you found a way at least to acknowledge that, Alan, showing respect! Maybe next time?

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    1. Alan j Wright18 October 2025 at 15:58

      Poems are a little like we humans, Linda. they require a little psychological stroking.

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  3. Laura Purdie Salas18 October 2025 at 03:33

    Hahaha--love that second stanza :>D Thanks, Alan, and congrats on the good publishing news!

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    1. Alan j Wright18 October 2025 at 16:01

      Thanks Laura. It is good to buoyed after a period of publisher intractability.

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  4. jama18 October 2025 at 04:11

    Love the poem and congrats on your good news (and fab new website). Thanks for the smiles today.

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    1. Alan j Wright18 October 2025 at 16:02

      Thank you Jama. Glad you like the website. Always pleased when my words deliver smiles.

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  5. Doida18 October 2025 at 05:16

    Nice poem! Congratulations on a productive week. Somehow, the opposite occurred for me, and I too am ebullient. Doida

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    1. Alan j Wright18 October 2025 at 16:03

      Hi Doida. Ebullient is such a great word, is it not. Glad you liked my latest poem.

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  6. Jane @ www.raincitylibrarian.ca18 October 2025 at 05:24

    Awwww, I get it, I can be a shy poet sometimes! ;)

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    1. Alan j Wright18 October 2025 at 16:05

      Hi Jane. i think we are all capable of a dose of shyness now and again . Glad you get the metaphorical implications of my poem.

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  7. Sarah Grace Tuttle18 October 2025 at 05:45

    Congratulations on your new website-- it looks wonderful! And your poem is so fun. I was especially tickled by the phrase "alliteration aligned."

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    1. Alan j Wright18 October 2025 at 16:07

      Thanks Sarah. As you can attest, upgrades and new creations certainly lift the mood. So pleased you appreciated the alliterative references.

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  8. Linda Mitchell19 October 2025 at 10:37

    Hooray! I'm so glad to know that you have good publishing news. I always wonder if I actually understand the term, "cheeky." But, I think this poem IS it. How fun. Congrats on the good writing week too. More of that!

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  9. Patricia Franz19 October 2025 at 10:42

    Aww...ars poetica for the timid. So fun, Alan!

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  10. Mary Lee19 October 2025 at 22:20

    "No rhyme or reason" -- HAHA! Thanks for the white space at the end. Always a relief. Fun poem and congratulations on a fantastic week -- may they keep rolling in!

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  11. Anonymous20 October 2025 at 09:07

    Huzzah for the new website! Enjoyed your poem and love the idea of a poem that has lost its nerve. :)

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  12. Karen Edmisten 20 October 2025 at 09:08

    Oops, that last anonymous was me. :)

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  13. Jone20 October 2025 at 11:10

    I love the wordplay in this poem...no rhyme or reason and the alliteration aligned! And what a great new website.

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