Kurt Ravidas Poet Rhyme

A Talk of Devil and Poet

My hell is full. Please, go to hell 
with all your “as”, “too” and “as well”,
find peace in somewhere else.
Get out of here. My hell is full.
The arguments you give is bull-
sheet. My fatigued tongue swells
to say over and over: hell 
is for bad poets only. Tell
me what did write before
you died? The choree, the old school 
iambic rhymes and rhythms? You’ll
not enter in my door.
Budge up, you're getting in the way 
of many others, dare I say,
true sinners, who have been
forever doomed, forever cursed 
for poetry in prose, free verse
and haiku. Come on in.

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Gershon Wolf December 15, 2019 at 8:12 PM Amazing, confound it!... Can't tell if I'm coming or going! (Soup mail, please. Thanks.) :) gw Kurt Ravidas December 17, 2019 at 12:52 PM Nobody can) Thanks, Wolfy, you're nice ^___^

Robert Lindley December 9, 2019 at 7:47 PM The devil tempts poets as did he Poe. Sends his raven and darken winds that blow. As guard against their sad oft weeping souls. For too much shining verse takes heavy tolls. Had to just let that one fly on out as it came like a lightning bolt my friend....' Your poem a definite fav, a masterful gem.. Kurt Ravidas December 10, 2019 at 12:39 PM Dear Robert, your lovely comments are traditionally better than what you comment on) Thank you so much.

Ann Foster December 9, 2019 at 8:46 AM wow... powerful... lots of energy... and spit... I love that... lots of core fighting... anger... (define bad poet as I like to write dark, and light, like cupcakes...just asking :) ) ... Well written. You are a master at penning.... Ann Kurt Ravidas December 10, 2019 at 12:40 PM Thank you, Ann. I like your dark, light and cupcakes)

Connie Marcum Wong December 9, 2019 at 3:41 AM I find there is great joy in mastering a new form, a real sense of accomplishment if the poem comes out right. I don’t really have a favorite form I like most all forms. It is too bad you didn’t get this one in the contest on time. Well expressed. Lights out! Nite : ) Kurt Ravidas December 10, 2019 at 12:43 PM Thank you, Connie. Then so be it. Somebody, switch off the light, please)

Kurt Ravidas December 9, 2019 at 3:21 AM Line Gauthier came up with a great contest. The contest ended but its theme continued to buzz in my head all through two weeks. Step aside, poet. Let me in.