The Curse

The Curse

A Poem by Emily B
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My words don't come in metered, rhyming forms. They come like the rain, sudden and unexpected, falling straight down.

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I try to write in metered rhyme
and write the way they wrote.
I just can't seem to make my soul
Fit in the little lines.

The jagged pieces of my heart
stick out this way and that.
How can I let you see my Soul
and expect the thing to rhyme?

© 2012 Emily B


Author's Note

Emily B
just a little sarcasm . . .

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AK
I thought everything was supposed to rhyme until I came to the Cafe and learned that it's the words that matter, not necessarily the style or format.
Some of the most meaningful things I've written (for me anyway) have been in a style I'm told is known as "free verse".
I've never studied writing or poetry. I don't know all the different styles and forms. But I do know when something was written from the heart and I know when it touches me, no matter the style.

You just go ahead and let it pour young lady!

Posted 16 Years Ago


4 of 4 people found this review constructive.




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Somethings aren't meant to rhyme
but I like to try from time to time
and though it's dying like the dyme
I hope it won't be a sinful crime

:)


Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I wrote one poem with rhyme and it ended up like a bad Mother Goose nightmare..
One can not force what is not natural..
a little sarcasm is good for the soul, me thinks..


Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Well written poem in free verse. I hardly ever rhyme anymore. Probably since I write so many acrostics. Good job. Keep writing straight from your heart and let it flow...Thank you for sharing. Debileah

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

when i first wrote i thought i should rhyme it all as well... this poem is very good, an example of the example. keep on writing. i could start using punctuation, but find that that gets in the way as well... i want to start working on prose again... just not having the time to really do it....touch and be touched...

this poem is sarcasm but uplifted.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

wow. This is vintage Emily. I love it. Letting words fall when and as they will. that is the purest form of poetry - and you excell at it. your words flow - never contrived.
Wonder what ever happened to Gabe...

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I'm grateful you don't rhyme. And I like the "jagged pieces of your heart."

God forbid you cram your Soul into anything -- especially the lines of a poem.

I suggest you change the title from a curse to a blessing.

Eric

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

You're mocking me,
It's plain to see.
Because I rhyme
at times

I used to rhyme because if I didn't rhyme, I never knew if I was rambling or not. You however ... never ramble.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

this is hilarious! i have to share this with everyone who tells me to make my poems rhyme!

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I like this one a lot .. It show that your not scared to write with a little scrcasm
I injoy this piece. Your a very good write and I like the name..

anna

Posted 16 Years Ago


I couldn't agree more with AK
stay true to you and I for one enjoy your writings

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Emily B

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