Poetry is an ever evolving medium.
In school we are taught haiku’s, limericks, sonnets, ode’s, elegies…
So much time is spent in the realm of rules,
but we never encourage freeform.
There are no rules,
no end stops
perfect stanzas.
In freeform a stanza
Could
Be
One
Word
If we wanted.
There is no way to define something without definition or rules.
You cannot grade what is meant to be freeform and fluid.
We are taught to not include poetry in portfolio’s.
Because how can you measure the worth of something
that has no structure?
I guess this is why I vent my frustrations,
share my experiences
in this form.
It is the purest form of thought:
Unlimited. Undefined.
It can be as in depth or as vague
as I choose.
And nobody can tell me no.
My poetry has a clean evolution.
I use it to share my thoughts,
but try to make my difficult
messy emotions
Into something prettier.
Easier to swallow.
Harder to ignore.
Nobody reads these thoughts.
but I’ll post them anyway.
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