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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lol... now thats well writen poetry emily.
tickles the readers funny bone and speaks to the soul
at the same time, i love the angle you write this from,
its unique and well devised,

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

My soul rhymes so don't blame me. lol I have problems trying NOT to rhyme, its a natural thing going back as far as memory. Even as a kid I made up lyrics and limericks. I think the nursery rhymes did it to me. lol Write whats in your heart, thats all that matters.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Mine too. Even this little ditty comes across with Art. Which is how we are drawn in to want more, but to h#ll with meter, who's countin'? Jagged pieces of the heart? Are the words raining ball bearings? lol You have the gift curse of the ever frustrated artist. Congrats! Fun insight. Nice conflict.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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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.

A great poem.

"If your words don't flow in metered rhyme,
One can't say that this is even crime."

Too many people try to overzealously to make their words fit into the form that the critics say is most right? Who are these critics, and why are they so critical?

-Gabe


Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I'm no good with the meter, but this seems right. :)


Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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