Didactically Firing Blanks Poem by Thomas Vaughan Jones
Didactically Firing Blanks
If poetry is not disposed to rhyme
Would it still honour metrical display;
Could lyrics sing and still maintain the tune
and ballads hold their pleasing harmony?
Could we at least place scansion to the fore,
Some form of cadence to enhance the words?
Or shall we face the bleak alternative,
When streams of self-expression have their say?
Mute mutterings cathartically on show,
demanding answers only from the id.
While streams of dumb verbosity hold sway;
Cacaphonies sung by discordant brass.
Delightfully penned! Truly a heartfelt plea... ;) Thomas, your outstanding vocabulary... and your splendid use of... it is always of supreme enjoyment to me! Touché, Sir! :)
Prose is prose and poetry is poetry - to my mind, true poetry rhymes. Modern prose is not true poetry IMHO. Well expressed Thomas,
There must be nothing in the poem that should be attractive...this poem talks about that...thank you for sharing your thought, Thomas..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Cheers for that guys. Declan you surely kissed the Blarney stone, if only while you slept. Drop into my Academy and see if something there can direct that sublime Irish verbosity. You might be a latent Yeats :)