Angela Crabtree Poet Rhyme

Contemplating

I love staying out until dark
dusk is my favorite time to embark
going home causes me to become eager
there's nothing to do for the seeker
television is okay but it's not productive
playing cards is fine though deductive
I tend to travel to deep inside myself
I must learn to inactively propel
It seems they continue inventing things
to hinder self-sufficiency without strings
it's not called boredom for this I fight
we can't drive he can't distinguish at night
there's so much to say but I won't attempt
it's not worth the repercussions for to kempt
I can't relieve but to notice on this page
the lines are much longer when I have words to engage
I still don't understand an Iambic Pentameter
or I'd be writing Sonnets in place of rhymes in centimeter
all I need is the right teacher
I learned algebra from another dreamer
I surely didn't learn it in school
monotone didn't work for me as a rule
privacy would be admirable as I jot down this theme
one could dream

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Lindsay Laurie November 28, 2020 at 8:18 PM Hello Angela … a fine poem indeed based on contemplation. Experience, once the basics are learnt appear to be the best teacher, and you retain your style - thank you Angela - Lindsay Angela Crabtree November 29, 2020 at 6:09 PM Thank you, Lindsay. I really appreciate it :)

Akkina Downing November 26, 2020 at 3:40 PM You are an amazing poetess, I wish you were near by so we can hangout and I can learn from you too :) Angela Crabtree November 26, 2020 at 7:08 PM Thank you, Akkina for your kind words. Wishing you a wonderful weekend :)

Gordon Mcconnell November 25, 2020 at 4:59 PM Really enjoyable write Angela, lovely rhyme and flow with good imagery too. Blessings always,Gordon Angela Crabtree November 25, 2020 at 6:00 PM Thank you, Gordon :)

Paul Callus November 25, 2020 at 7:39 AM Many good teachers do a fine job, Angela, but students need to do their part, too. I think you have been doing very well as concerns poetry. We can't be expected to know/learn everything at one go! Keep up your good work :) Regards // paul Angela Crabtree November 25, 2020 at 6:00 PM Thank you, Paul :)

Vijay Pandit November 25, 2020 at 6:27 AM Much one finds about life and living in silence of contemplating. We learn and we move forward. I hear the message that emerges from your enlightenment in this write, Angela. Angela Crabtree November 25, 2020 at 6:00 PM Thank you, Vijay :)

Silent One November 25, 2020 at 4:33 AM We are always contemplating, sometimes, I contemplate, contemplation.. You dont need a teacher, you are doing fine, I did not learn it in school either.. I think for many of us, poetry comes to us naturally.. Angela Crabtree November 25, 2020 at 5:59 PM Thank you, Silent One :)

Victor Buhagiar November 24, 2020 at 9:57 PM Poetry is thought expressed in emotive ways. The form is not important. You make contemplation almost a hobby. I don't like thinking about life. I would prefer to read a book. ~~ Angela Crabtree November 25, 2020 at 5:59 PM Thank you, Victor :)

Mike Bayles November 24, 2020 at 7:41 PM I like the rhyme in this poem, Angela. Angela Crabtree November 25, 2020 at 5:58 PM Thank you, Mike :)