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A Tale for a Winter's Eve.

The tale I tell be true,
Just as 'twer told to I.
A tale you may not believe,
Take the plank from out yer eye.

The wold veller what told I the tale
Wuz never one to lie.
I takes 'is word as gospel,
So should you afore you die.

A cold wind blows as I sits by the vire
He perched across from me
Hunched over the flames a'cracklin
Ale balanced on 'is scrawny knee.

'E takes a breath, then begins
'Is story to unfold
''On a night like this I'm the only one in
An' the night is bitter cold,
An' the snow falls 'ard and the drifts grow deep
Not a night to be abroad
When the door busts open
An a stranger valls in
Asprawl on the 'ardwood vloor.

I picks 'im up 'is body 'alf froze
Just clothes like a gallybagger wears,
Puts 'im in a zeat
Shouts for landlord
Slams shut the door, then swears.

Already the snow drives in
Sparklin' as it melts on the vloor
I 'as to push 'ard to zlam it shut
Then shout vor the landlord once more.

I 'ammers on the bar till landlord comes
'Ot drink for this veller 'ere'
'E looks over me shoulder then exclaims,
'What veller? There's no one there'.

I turn, gone,why God din't 'e stay?
'E will surely die this night
Didn't 'ear 'im go, never 'eard the door
As 'e staggered away from the light.

I sits back down, takes a sup of me ale,
'Tis cold as a witches tit.
Me minds in a spin when i 'ears the door
An thinks e's back, then I spits.

I turns but it isn't he,
A maid stands at the sill
A nurse by 'er clothes, but from long, long ago
She gawps round the room then she vlees.

I turns back to the landlord
'You saw that?' e shakes 'is 'ead.
'Would 'ave a 'undred years ago
But not now, not now, they're both dead'.

The landlord then 'e tells me
Of events that bitter night
How a patient at the mad 'ouse fled
Pursued by a nurse in fill flight.

As the winds 'owled ever more fearful
And the the snows piled deep on the paths
They were found the next day, together they lay,
Father and Daughter froze fast.

'So will you believe this story?
I think by now you do
Cos I saw you turn fast when you heard a door slam
See? there's snow on the barroom floor.

And the look in your eyes says you seen him
Sprawled out, right there on the vloor,
Well, he in't there now, but a vew minutes more
You'll see his daughter on the road to hell's shore'.

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The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet's computer artificial intelligence:

In "A Tale for a Winter's Eve," the poem tells a story of a mysterious encounter on a cold winter night. Here are some suggestions for improvement and points to consider:

1. Consistency in dialect: The poem uses a specific dialect and colloquial language throughout, which adds to its charm and authenticity. However, there are a few instances where the dialect seems to be inconsistent, such as "I takes 'is word as gospel" and "I 'ammers on the bar till landlord comes." It would be beneficial to ensure that the dialect remains consistent throughout the poem to maintain its unique voice.

2. Punctuation and capitalization: The poem has some inconsistencies in punctuation and capitalization. For example, some lines begin with a capital letter, while others do not. Additionally, some lines have punctuation at the end, while others do not. Ensuring consistency in punctuation and capitalization will improve the overall readability of the poem.

3. Imagery and description: The poem contains vivid imagery, such as "the snow falls 'ard and the drifts grow deep" and "the winds 'owled ever more fearful." However, there are opportunities to further enhance the imagery and create a more immersive experience for the reader. For example, the description of the stranger and the nurse could be expanded upon to provide a clearer picture of their appearance and demeanor.

4. Structure and rhythm: The poem's structure is relatively consistent, with four-line stanzas and a mostly regular rhyme scheme. However, the rhythm varies throughout the poem, which can be disorienting for the reader. Consider refining the rhythm and meter to create a more consistent and engaging flow.

5. Clarity and narrative: The poem tells an intriguing story, but there are moments where the narrative becomes unclear or confusing. For example, the connection between the stranger and the nurse, as well as their relationship to the speaker, could be clarified. Additionally, the ending of the poem leaves the reader with questions about the significance of the events and the speaker's role in the story. Providing more context or explanation may help to create a more satisfying narrative arc.

Overall, the poem has a unique voice and an engaging story. By addressing the points mentioned above, the poem can be further refined and improved.

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Thank you for your comments, a long way to go before I shall be satisfied. Alex

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A vernacular piece (the type of which is close to my heart)
that will age like wine the more you refine it,

Great tale, Alex. !!
Don't aim fer the gallery,,, shoot fer the Gods.

Obi.

but still a way to go before I am satisfied/. Alex

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I can't wait to see what becomes of this. This has a very Lewis Carroll feel..the language reminds me of Jabberwocky. Well done.

~RoseBlack~

Thanks Rose, a way to go yet but I shall enjoy, hopefully, improving on this. Alex

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...and I'm glad to see you'll work on it. If you're taking suggestions, I have a couple for S8.

"I turn, gone,why God didn't 'e stay?"
becomes
"I turn, he's gone, why God din't 'e stay."

Changing didn't to din't will help the meter there.Adding "he's" is more direct. (sic. e's)

"As 'e staggered out into the night"
becomes
"As 'e's sucked by 'is 'eels by the blight"

...just a little more colour there, I think.

4 stanzas later, you repeat "night". If you change it to "moon" (or colloquial equivalent) it might open another opportunity to finish L4 with a different rhyme sound.

I enjoyed reading so far, being a subject sort of new and the "yarny" spin on it.

Good luck! I should think Obi would be a great help also.

Thomas

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...so like my lost dreams...the flood

Thank you Thomas, this is going to take some time to get right and I shall try to do a little each day. Your comments and suggestions are most welcome. Alex

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