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Lore Me34

(March 10,1967 / Chicago, IL. USA)

A Poem Does Not Have to Rhyme


There are those who think in order for a poem to have rhythm it must rhyme, but a poem does not have to rhyme to have rhythm.
The rhythm comes for the poet’s soul not the rhyming of words.
The rhythm is in emotions that the poet’s poem evokes.
From a soulful cry to feeling of love and from the passion of hate to the awakening of understanding this is the beat, the rhythm of a poem. Now don’t get me wrong if a poem rhyme and has soul it is cool too, but I just wanted everyone to know that a poem does not have to rhyme.

Submitted: Thursday, April 05, 2007
Edited: Thursday, February 10, 2011

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