Riding the Waterfall
A Poem by Drifting Blue
Niagra
It is yet to be written
Fluid in thought
The mind cannot hold it
As it ought
Completely distilled
Purity uncomparable
Watch it tumble and wobble
This nameless chimera
I do not rhyme without reason
It makes no sense at all
Nor does this new vocation
Riding the waterfall.
© 2008 Drifting Blue
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Intriguing, the concept of riding the waterfall. Everything would be in motion, organic, changing I like the way you approached this, shooting for an overall emotion using a very specific set of images, including the idea that riding the waterfall is a new "vocation." It reminds me of the stories I've read about those crazy a*s people who went over Niagra Falls in barrels
I'm not crazy about the rhyme scheme "I do not rhyme without reason," almost makes me think the breakdown was intentional, but it doesn't read that way. The first stanza is ABCB, and I thought that "ought" seemed an odd word choice, almost chosen simply to rhyme with "thought." That's what I dislike, generally, about rhyming it forces rhyme choices, rather than allowing the poet to choose the words that best fit the situation.
The second stanza doesn't have a discernable rhyme scheme why? Or, more importantly, if you're going to break the pattern that soon, why not go back up and get rid of the awkward "ought?" And why return to the scheme again in the third stanza? If you're going to use a rhyme scheme, it needs to be consistent is it has any chance of working on your reader. Otherwise, we're spending too much time trying to twist the words into something that makes sense rather than reading and absorbing your ideas.
That being said, I really like the way this poem ends up. Does it refer to life? To writing? I think it works, no matter what the ultimate direction. Poetry is, for me, like riding the waterfall, allowing all the shifting thoughts and words in my brain to come out on the page, though I've never thought of it in quite those terms. That concept, that image, is so fresh and unique that it's bound to catch up anyone who's reading into the vision you're presenting.
"Purity uncomparable" = "Purity incomparable." Couldn't resist.
I think you've got a lot going on here with ideas and imagery, and you'd really have a poem of consequence if you play with the structure some more, deciding to either go with the rhyming whole-hearted or abandoning the whole endeavor and letting the poem go where it wants, without the constraints of having to rhyme to make it work. I know where my vote is
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Drifting BlueBad Lands, NC
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Poet, Short Story writer. Insane.
Little by little, we reveal everything. The itch is just too great to be anonymous. Who I am is what I write and vice versa. You'll see.
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