Here's my latest poem (page 2)

luvbug2007

I loved both poems. You said it beautifully! Just what i think most of us feel.

Jeffro

Ugh... poetry.

Sometimes there is just nothing worse
When one's feeling quite downhearted
To put things into tiresome verse
'Cos now look what you've started!

You've got me playing this awful game
Of rhythmic elocution.
So, now then, if it's all the same,
I'll offer this solution:

When words come creeping through your mind
And start to weave their dance
Consider, to us, being kind
Or you might set of my rants.

I am kidding; I just thought I'd rattle off what came to mind.

I enjoyed your poem too jethro. That is how I wrote A LOT of my early work. I would have a tune running around in my head and I couldn't concentrate until I wrote it down. Here are a couple of my earlier ones that talk about that:

Purpose

The time it took to write this line,
I could have cooked a meal to dine.
But here I sit with pen in hand,
Trying to impress the man.

For this is what we writers do;
We live for words and not for food.
For food just gives us sustenance;
Words can give us eminence. Writing Poems

These words I see inside my head,
And by them I am surely lead.
The truth is that I have no clue,
Just why I choose the words I do.

I feel the rhythm in my heart,
And that is where my rhyming starts.
And so a pen and pad I find,
To scribe the words inside my mind.

But though I see the words you read,
It doesn’t come so easily.
For even though my lines all rhyme,
To write each one takes lots of time.

I weigh each line, each word I choose,
So that the tempo I don’t lose.
And in the end I have some thing,
That makes the paper seem to sing. Insomnia

I have the sickness it is true,
The one all of us writers do.
It causes us to lose much sleep,
As words and rhymes we ponder deep. Although my eyes I want to close,
And let the stress of today go,
Before too long I start to rise,
To look for words without my eyes. For it is with my heart I see,
The words I find in front of me.
No matter what method I try,
I can not make the words subside. And so I find before too long,
My night of sleep has simply gone.

Jeffro

I enjoyed your poem too jethro.

I couldn't find any poems by this 'jethro' person you mentioned. Was it good?

Abandoned

I couldn't find any poems by this 'jethro' person you mentioned. Was it good?

LOL. Sorry Jeffro, I guess I read your name wrong. My humble apology.

Jeffro

But here I sit with pen in hand,
Trying to impress the man.

For this is what we writers do;
We live for words and not for food.
I feel the rhythm in my heart,
And that is where my rhyming starts.
But though I see the words you read,
It doesn’t come so easily.

Although my eyes I want to close,
And let the stress of today go,
No matter what method I try,
I can not make the words subside.
And so I find before too long,
My night of sleep has simply gone.

This is something I've never really understood about poetry... when the lines that are supposed to rhyme don't.

But then there is always the 'almighty' justification from the 'true' poet that "it's poetry, it doesn't have to rhyme". I guess it's just me.

Abandoned

I understand what you mean Jeffro, but rhyming has different levels. Man and Fan are perfect rhymes as they have the same vowel and the same consonant(s). Weaker rhymes are where just the final consonant(s) or the final vowel rhymes. I do that when I'm more interested in what I want to say then finding a perfect rhyme.

Jeffro

I understand what you mean Jeffro , but rhyming has different levels. Man and Fan are perfect rhymes as they have the same vowel and the same consonant(s). Weaker rhymes are where just the final consonant(s) or the final vowel rhymes. I do that when I'm more interested in what I want to say then finding a perfect rhyme.

I do understand your point; in my own poem, I rhymed 'dance' with 'rants', which for some accents doesn't rhyme at all depending on the pronunciation of the a in dance, as well as how the reader enunciates the t in rants.

But my left-brainness still has great difficulty dealing with 'read' rhyming with 'easily'.

Abandoned

But my left-brainness still has great difficulty dealing with 'read' rhyming with 'easily'.

Point taken, but I'm leaving it that way. I do enjoy the comments though.

luvbug2007

I use to write poetry, but most of mine was really dark, this was while I was still in the borg. Now its kind of like a diff person writting.

Here's my latest poem

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