The Fate of Poetry
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Having never studied poetry, but composed and wrote it most of my adult life, in the Army, commissions for lovesick, homesick mates. In civvy street, mainly for my wife, the odd commission for enstranged lovers, and off the top my head as party pieces. My point, not once did I consider poetry forms, one or two exceptions, limericks one but no syllable counts, like the poet who said, "sorry, thought syllables were some sought of lolly", soon found out but he was lost, said, "I write what I feel at no cost", "prose I only write on topics jolly". The fate of poetry, tough question, no I don't agree, but, in eight lines, briefly, to warm the hearts of those that read! I now commit to types, sticking to the guidelines when informed. An immediate example is what I am penning now, which applies to both form of prose, no line breaks in either. These modern times there are but a few that stick to rules, I cast no aspersions, they are not fools. Now I must reiterate, I, having never studied poetry, do now, but now and then I hesitate, not for me to change poetries fate, but breaking rules, when you know, is surely not the way to go, it's not too late to change you know!
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Eight lines of fate, when you wonder if it is too late Poetry Contest - Sponsored by Silent One
27th June 2018
Copyright © Mick Talbot | Year Posted 2018
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