john wake

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Thoughts On Authors Form - Poem by john wake

At its purest
It was a test
For who my heart loved best
At is present its soldiered
Command when to speak, sit, stand
Yet not where I want to land
And its past..
Was a rush
Not to last
‘That ways crashed’
But it had is befits
“in love’, it fits

Unique? I think not
With one voice they speak;
Once a patriotic effect
Now a tyrants chains

“That life was just lust;
Something I must

How you don’t give right
For One to fret
You don’t let
Free form of the pen to write
How you don’t give right;

‘So I switch
Looking for a
Form to satisfy the itch

Villanelle is want I hitched
Next, a poetic euphoria
So I switch

When I am no longer bewitched.
Look for a new wordplay
Form to satisfy the itch.

Couplets, sonnets; next on the pitch
Their matched melody miss to portray;
So I switch

Looking for something to enrich
Now a rondeau with quatrain, quintet, sestet in its tray
Is it a form to satisfy the itch?

But all forms I ditch
When I fell only halfway.
So I switch
Form to satisfy the itch.’

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Poem Edited: Tuesday, December 20, 2011

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