Have you got time
for a rhyme?
No?
Okay, this will have to be
free
verse.
(“Call the Poetry Hearse
because trad poetry is dead!”)
I said
it would happen
and it did;
it has been found out,
wherever it had been hid.
Now there is nothing
but opening doors
that once were shut,
and gentle tides
on foreign shores;
all metaphors
and similar things
that no longer conform
to the old poetry laws.
Please comment upon these words
in syllables of no more than two thirds.
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Less of a Haiku
and more of a free-flowing poem
that doesn’t have to be ruled by rules,
the poem smiling, wandered aimlessly,
stopping to look at new shoots,
faintly breathing in their freshness,
admiring their tenacity
to pop up so soon.
No plans for the day,
come what may,
the poem was at peace in the world.
This is not a conventional Haiku,
as you can tell by the line length,
the syllable count,
and the number of lines involved.
In fact, it has no recognisable form.
and it doesn’t even rhyme.
It might not catch on,
but it’s good to buck the poetic system
once in a while.
Having mastered the Haiku,
the Tanka, and the like
You can always move on
to free form free verse,
like this one – but better,
or marginally worse.
Graeme Sandford 