Wednesday, March 13, 2024

Coloring Outside the Lines


 





I‘d never put my work up with the classics,

I wallow somewhere in obscurity.

How often have I struggled with my formats

 and lines that run into infinity ........

And meter’s so restrictive in its confines

while free verse struggles hard to find the ‘end’

and style’s but a word that’s used to define

the voice the writer chooses to extend.

Shakespeare had a knack for writing sonnets,

Dickinson wrote quatrains in slant rhyme;

Poe tiptoed on the edge of the ‘demonic’

while Frost wrote of a kinder, gentler time—

and my ideas drop scattered and chaotic

  another would-be poet tweaking lines.

 

© Ginny Brannan 2024


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