Length & Force

I prefer my rhymes have meter,

have some power, somewhat neater,

have a thickness,

and a quickness

no haiku could ever do.

I hate rhymes without reason,

lacking pertinence to the season;

fall and winter, spring and summer,

angst and envy, warmth and slumber,

anything moving you.

Never write if you’ve lost passion

for the intricate art you fashion

out of teeny-tiny sounds,

many consonants and nouns;

give the words their due.

Sleepy writer, humble dreamer,

care you not for wanton screamers,

pedagogues without a moral,

abusing their mighty oral

appendage with noxious brew.

No tiny poem thrills

quite like long-winded trills

espoused by those with verbiage,

by those with true wordy courage,

by those who write and think like you.

Reviews

[Glen Yumang Manese]

I LIKED THIS FOR ITS CREATIVE ENSEMBLE WITH THE WORDS AND THE RHYME SCHEME PLAYS WELL...THE WHOLE WRITE GIVES AN UPLIFT TO BE IMAGINATIVE WHILE BEING A WRITER...