Provincial Poem Poem by Kevin Patrick
Provincial Poem
Some poets think that it's a crime
If all your lines refuse to rhyme
They snub their nose and simply scoff
and pack their faces down their troughs
Some are slaves to walk by meters
Even when their poor feet peters
with splintered toes that look Iambic
They'll wear their laurels to be pedantic
To always force your words by verse
Will drive you faster to a nurse
Conscripting a thought to conform
Inhibits the mind to provincial norms
For All Poetry is a delicacy
of imaginations rich tapestry
For All Poetry is a delicacy. This is definitely very true. You have expressed your brilliance in this excellent poem.10
I admire those who can make a poem flow sensibly even though they end line rhyme- -my end line rhymes always sound either stiff or nonsensical. I really admire those who can fit their thought to the beat of a meter- -tried it once, said nevermore. All in all I love to try to mold my thoughts to the form of new styles- -it's fun. But I stake my horse out to pasture in the free range of free verse- -
Kevin it is wonderful the poems, and to see you again Can you read read mine?
A well scribed poem that conveys the message of excellence...10+++
Rhymes flow from the womb of rhythm. Beautifully rhymed splendid creation.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Interesting perspective. Simply writing is joy for me. Beautiful