Academy
I went to school to try and find
new ways to write creatively.
Professors challenged my young mind
with homework drills approved by the
Academy.
Postmodernism ruled the day.
No metered rhymes were ever heard-
such verse considered "too passé".
Creative Writing profs preferred
some obscure word.
The free verse that I wrote while there
was abstract, cynical, rhyme-free,
sophisticated, debonair.
The one flaw in such poetry -
it wasn't me.
With time, I learned to find my voice -
words forming my biography.
I write in styles that suit my choice,
not those of some Academy
of poetry.
written 22 July 2023
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