Tuesday, May 25, 2010

On Poetry (part one)

Poetry is a game.  It's fun because it has rules that you must follow.  Well, you don't have to follow them, but I find it's more fun when I do.  I think life is like that too.  Structure can seem like an imposition, but it's really a beautiful gift.
Metered verse is often pretty
When it flows with fluid grace.
Patterns set to rise and fall and
Leave your lips without a trace.

2 comments:

Katherine said...

Very fluid & very graceful Mr Picklesworth.

Just said...

Agreed; very pretty Picklesworth. x