I wanted to try a different kind of poetry despite my fondness of rhyming.
I performed a Google search and it showed me every kind of poem known to man.
Determined to succeed I picked one that felt good. Surely it can’t be that hard, right?
By the second paragraph I was still looking for the staff. My hands searched for a beat while my brain pushed on. Like a cadence to a song it didn’t take long to start humming along.
“No stop that, not this time.” I say to the chime.
This poem isn’t supposed to rhyme. I start once more and try again.
The words drip slowly from my pen. Beautiful perfect words fill the page. They almost take my breath away.
Then for a second my focus slips and my words begin to dip. Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom; Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom. The rhythm is back like an elephant stomping its feet. The beat comes alive, increasing the drive.
Oh wait, that’s right I am trying a new style to strengthen my skills and have a broader range of poems, words and prose. Who knows I might actually like it If I would give it a chance.
But no matter how hard I try, I still fight the rhythm inside.
I move to my own melody.
It lives inside of me
inside the gate keeps of reality.
I can try to break free
But the rhythm holds the key to my sanity.
Within the degree of melody,
I can be free.
Oops I did it again.
Maybe next time.
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I really like this. Refreshing and free. I try this type of thing every now and then. Very loose structure and strange rhyming but, like you, I am in a constant struggle with rhythm and rhyme. Nicely done❣️
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Thank you, it means a lot. I almost didn’t post it.
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Yes, I understand and empathise with that. But after a while, I started thinking, this is a piece of me, I’ve spilled my blood on this page…post it! People will either like it or not, and I’m ok with that❣️
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I greatly appreciate the encouragement, I will keep that in mind ☺️.
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It’s hard to find light rhyme online – thanks for liking mine!
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My feelings about rhyming? If it was good enough for Sir Walter Scott, then it’s good enough for me. Also, I love a good limerick. My tastes aside, rhyming is a mechanism for grabbing a reader’s attention; it titillates our intellect that way The Blues titillates our bodies.
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Thank you for your comments.
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“It lives inside of me
inside the gate keeps of reality.” Love this line. Beautifully written.
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☺️ I am deeply grateful for your comment.
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