I can read - and write as well
And scan and puntuate and spell
And naught makes me feel more at home
Than sitting to compose a poem
Words have always been my joy
e'er since I was a little boy
I use Olde English like Shakespeare
To make my words sound more sincere
And serious and erudite
Embellishing them when I write.
I love to place them in a line
Like soldiers, till they make a rhyme
I march them up and down the page,
Troops, mustered to a wordy Sage
They look so smart and neat and pretty,
Dec'rative like cheap confetti.
If my metaphor you'll pardon
They're the flowers in my garden,
Planted neatly, there they sit,
Fertilized with worms and fetilizer.
I can 'grow' my poems all day
I have an awful lot to say
And, if to stop you have the time,
I'll show you how well I can rhyme
The most unlikely words together.
Does it really matter whether
I have aught or naught to say?
I'll keep on rhyming anyway
Towards another non-conclusion
Leaving things in some confusion
As to what it was about
And how I managed to leave out
All sense of awe or gravitas
while boring off your sorry ass
Neatly dodging any trace
Of worthwhile thought or soul or grace
I know the tricks, I know the rules
I learned them when I was in school
My English teacher would have never
Thought I'd turn out half this clever
What do you reckon the point is here?
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I love this! The tongue-in-cheek way you have written this, and the bouncy, happy feel to it, really appeal to me.I really love writing and reading rhyme, but have learned to appreciate blank, unrhyming verse as well. Good rhyming is harder to achieve, but worth while striving for. There were one or two places in this where you lost your rhythm, but you did a good job on the whole.
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LOL! Sometimes rhyming poetry is more about rules than the honest expression of a human being's emtional state. You are clever, in spite of what you think about your rhyming ability. And you are right that poems don't have to rhyme. I should have learned that by now, but I love rhyming for some reason. You don't need to rhyme because you have real talent. Thanks for poking holes in pretentious poetry.
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Different strokes for different folks
Hey Lady. Without having seen your work I can't comment on it. There are no hard and fast rules about poetry but in my experience, most poems that rhyme perfectly lack real poetic merit because the message suffers to let the poem adhere to format. On the other hand, it is also true that a good poem in rhyming meter is like a beautiful woman busting out of her dress. More alluring than the 'nudity' of free-verse. Examples of this are rare (but not unheard of) in my limited experience. Thanks for reading and commenting here and glad you liked this one. >W< -
And extra-special kudos for the pic of Oscar!
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Oscar.
Ironically, I robbed the picture from the poem I found so pedantic I felt obliged to write THIS one. The rhyming tat it contained would have had Dear Oscar spinning in his grave to think he was being associated with it. My apologied to the venerable scribe for my own abuse of his image and memory. >W<
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hey WH
i enjoyed the poem, has a small surface feeling of being about nothing when it's really about writing poetry which is quite obvious in the beginning. I liked the rhyming and liked the last half the most, more sarcasm. makes is more cynic. Overall I liked it alot, though some parts felt long but worth it all in the end. Good job.
TTYL
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Parody
Hi Marcus. If this 'goes on-and-on' a little it's quite deliberate. It aims to be exactly the thing it parodies. It is a rather bitter swipe at rhymers who really haven't a poetic brain-cell in their echo-chamber skulls and could make a great living with Hallmark Greeting Cards Inc. Thanks for the feedback. >W<
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Irony
Hey Raven. Glad this amused and you got the point. Ironically, most of the people I aimed it at didn't and thought this was just one of their own. I thought about writing a poem about it but decided why bother! Thanks for reading and commenting. >W< -
trippingly on the tounge
This is a sweet little poem and I actually liked the rhyme even though it is obviously making fun of rhyming and form. Poems that make fun of themselves are my favorites. I like the reference to using olde english to sound clever. And the final line was great in how contrasting it was to the rest of the piece.
Also, I find it strange to rate the form of this poem, given the subject. I'll give it a five in protest/solidarity.
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hey John
fantastic, here you use rhyme to show how (with some exceptions) how ridicoulous it is to write a poem thats rhyme driven or when rhyme dictates meaning, if there is any.
i don't blame poets though especailly newer ones, all those nusery rhymes and later poems by Ogden Nash brainwash you into believing poems have to rhyme. English teachers shouldn't be allowed to make their class read rhyming poetry. its very hard to unlearn.
Dave. Rewarded 8
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Luv-lee!
Hey Professor. Glad you liked this one, thought you might - knowing your views on this sort of stuff. Truth to tell I've been playing away matches on another site and it's riddled with rhyming, metered shite. I wrote this in protest - and they all thought it was 'luvv-lee!'. No surprises there then. Thanks again for the (pertinent) comment. >W<
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