Meter, Rhyme, Allusion--
Oh! But what of free verse?
Toss out they rules!
But has that freedom restricted us?
Is it now childish to rhyme?
If the poem has a beat it now becomes a rap?
But they are far below our standards!
It seems there are rules to free verse,
Only decipherable by those Poets with a B.F.A.
There are counter methods, of course.
Spoken word contains more fluidity:
Rhythm versus meter; internal rhyme galore.
Breathed into a mic with undulations which reach the very soul--
how emotional!
I stand before the mic and when I'm done--
The single snap echoes in the Silence.
I forgot.
My words are not accepted unless I speak about my shackled ancestors
And deplore how their chains weigh me still...
Will you please tell me what is right?
How do I reach the Department of Poetry
To obtain my license?
I must learn to put my Words in this Box so I may be Published--
If I recall
The greatest Artists are those who broke the rules!
What is that?
Touche.
Their fame came after death.
I shall refer you now to "Snowflakes".
Ha!
I forgot you haven't read it because I am not a Real Poet.
"What happens to a dream deferred?"
If a poet writes a poem but no one reads it
Is it poetry still?
I'm sorry that my poetry is a hobby
Not a Lifestyle.
Does that mean no one gets to see it?
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