Poetry

Poetry

I wish I was an immaculate poet

with perfect understanding

of metre and iambic pentameter.

Prosody is a mystery to me,

one I will never solve

as I search out my own

rhythmic structure.

If metre is qualitative

then to me it is unstressed,

undefined and unrestrained

by academic brutality.

It is more perfect, flawless

and faultless than the sun itself.

And I wish that solar glare

upon my soul so that I

may pay tribute to all of life.

 

16/11/14

Author's Note

Reviews

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Well it's not what one puts in, but what one leaves out - so you are perfection darling, well done, good read.

[Leslie Philibert]

I chose this one from the many you sent, and enjoy it a lot. And I agree, the rules of prosody are simply
tools for poetic evaluation, descriptive not prescriptive, so I love the idea here !

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you Leslie and sorry for sending a brace just had a writing period!

[The Black Warrior]

Nicely done John, and well said. :)

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you Suk!

[Lyn Anderson]

I agree with Jacob - - even when exploring forms and types of poetry, we flounder if we constrain ourselves too much. There is a certain beauty in being "dirty" as opposed to immaculate.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

How we poets 'use' words. Manmy thanks.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

you pay tribute well enough...and "academic brutality" can just kill the feeling of poetry...to where it is honed down to nothing but mechanics...and that isn't really poetry..poetry is feelings...and it takes feelings and heart much more than a set of directions on how to write poetry in order to write good poetry...just my opinion.

i had this single...johnny tillotsin....

great song. and really like this poem a bunch.lmmaculate is nice to shoot for, but perfect understanding is probably unattainable.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you Jacob. You are an academic but not the 'brutal' kind and you have the ability to weave both knowledge and emotion in your poetry. Yes the song is one that has become a strandard.

[Mari K]

So true. A poem after my own heart. Good write.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you Mari!