How can it be a crime?
To try and set words to rhyme
like a clock about to chime
In time, in time...
But where to start, where to begin?
Should this poet write from within?
Which words to be chosen to stand in?
My thoughts locked in, my thoughts locked in...
Now that I must think and strain
This effort is causing me such pain
But I cannot refrain
My mind I train, my mind I train...
But now I have started, I have a will
I must carry on and not be still
I need to finish and have my fill
No rest until, no rest until...
This task I must continue to bear
And try and write with some flair
A task to be given some care
Take away my blank stare, take away my blank stare...
A form created by Michael Walker. A poem written in quatrains, with each stanza mono-rhymed. The fourth line of each stanza must be repeated (dimeter phrase) The poem thus has a song like quality.
This is really cool! i've never read a poem in this format, but it makes it really interesting and different. It really does have a song like quality as well...i love the topic you picked too!
overall a truely great poem!