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.
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,
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.
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.
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.
"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?
to the Lost Boys
I am no Wendy;
but my voice brings you back to me.
And you sit around my feet,
anxious for a story
or a kiss.
Listening to my words
spinning adventures,
like so much g.. more..