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I really cannot reason why, maybe because I’m thick, if poetry is not in rhyme my mind won’t make it click. I start to read a poets work, sublime when it’s in rhyme but if it’s not, alas, I find I struggle every time. It isn’t there’s no beauty there the subjects are divine, such mastery of woven words immersed in every line. Occasionally it captures me while on it’s theme I dine and at these times I realise not everything must rhyme. I struggle on in my dismay and read just what I can, if only I could break my mould I’d be a better man. The poets who admire my work and comment it is fine must wonder why I don’t respond unless ‘they’ write in rhyme. I know I do occasionally when lifted by their words but I would like to all the time, this mental block’s absurd. So may I thank you everyone who reads and takes the time to comment on a selfish sod who only writes in rhyme. Ivor G Davies

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Date: 8/29/2016 11:18:00 AM
At last a chap that thinks like me and not afraid to rhyme and knows a poem needs to do it every blooming time. Please take a visit to my page, our poems are the same. I’ve one called “Modern Poetry” so we both can take the blame. This is the only way to write - a poem that is true. And who’d have thought that it would take the likes of me and you. We curse at all these poor attempts to label poems thus. How do they get away with it, and not write stuff like us. Cheers, Dennis
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Ivor Davies
Date: 8/29/2016 4:02:00 PM
Dennis, thanks for this, must have a look at your poetry!
Date: 9/12/2015 10:16:00 AM
Ivor grasps meaning of that trick of nature sweet which puts into our heart a firm and hardened beat like Hindu textbooks which allow every sentence to follow on rhyme and verse set down to find help in moving minds to dawn now me, in my own way feel form lies not at center purpose here illuminates our simple form of banter yes, Ivor tells us openly what we've thought before some simple way of remembrance helps open every door
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Ivor Davies
Date: 8/29/2016 4:07:00 PM
Sorry Bob, missed this comment last year! Thanks for your understandin of my words.

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