I Call it Free Verse
I call it Free Verse
I call it free verse,
because I don’t know what else to say.
It comes from me, and it’s mine,
and it doesn’t follow a form I see.
Keep your English teacher away from me.
With all the good poets, she has killed.
Rhyme is cliché, they say;
you better follow our rules.
I just wanna be free, and flow,
and kill it and glow. That’s it..
It’s taken me a lifetime, to break this cage.
I’m not going back, and your opinions can die.
I’m not British. This isn’t Shakespeare’s poem,
It’s mine. It’s my freedom to fail. Mine alone.
Copyright © Christopher Bunton | Year Posted 2020
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