|What I wish I looked like when writing poetry.|
To those who do no such thing.
What's so hard about arranging a few words
Into melodious verses that sing?
It can be a child's story about talking bunnies,
A lovers' quarrel on a moonlit night,
A daring odyssey across ancient lands,
Or an ominous crow stirring up fright.
Whatever the theme of a poem may be,
There are rules that some poets follow.
And there are some who follow not a single rule
wind up with
VERSES that some
There are meters to choose, syllables to stress,
Defining a poem's timing,
And I haven't even begun to talk about
The complexities of rhyming.
Alliterations, symbols, metaphors;
The writer handpicks each and every word to express;
All the while she needs to make sure
That her house isn't a BLEEPING mess.
Writing poetry, short and long,
Can be a hair-pulling, scream-inducing feat.
Try rhyming with the word 'orange'
Or conforming to an iambic pentameter beat.
But, we slave, we torture, and find true bliss
When we write, erase, and recreate.
It's something in our hearts and souls -
Something we love, and something we love to hate.
If you write poetry then you already know
Of the joys and suffering I avow,
And if you haven't ever written poetry before,
Then, trust me, start now!
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