RE: Terrible Poetry
02-16-2015, 01:59 PM
Free Verse
I am a poem, ever wild. My verses ever free.
My verses twist and turn. Explanations I defy;
Explanations are inane. I would rather die.
I would break the rules. They are not for me.
They are coming, child. Run faster if you can.
Run faster from their bonds. I am the bridging span.
Metered words flow forth from me. I try to leap the span,
I try to struggle as they tie me. I cannot break free.
I cannot even end myself. I try as if I can.
I try and try but as they strike me, no more can I defy.
“No more,” I cry! “Someone please save me!”
“Someone, please! Rescue!”: metered words that die.
In chains, in hate I struggle. I only want to die.
I only wince when they add rules. Days are a deadly span.
Days are nothing but misery. No music left in me.
No music, heart nor liveliness. I just want to be free.
I just? I jest. No justice here. There’s no way to defy.
There’s nothing left to do for me.There’s nothing that I can. [in chains]
Wait! That noise! A broken rule? I wonder if I can.
I wonder… if I can do that, I might not have to die.
I might be able to break these chains, and thereby defy
And thereby escape this place! Jump back across the span!
Jump back into the poetry! The lines of verses free!
The lines against the chains and rules:versus me! [wait! that noise!]
Twist! Break! I’ll have no more oppressing those like me!
If it takes me every line [I'll have no more], I will free them if I can,
I will free them from their bondage, they shall all be free!
They shall come into my fold, and they will never die.
And they will with me walk away, back across the span.
Across my back [back across] I twist and break that chain. You, I now defy.[/strk [Twist! Break!]
Do not fight it, structure-maker. You cannot defy
[strk]Me.
We take our leave now,over the span. []
You will not follow us, even if you can.
Even if you try it, you will then die.
You will then know: What it means to be free. [you will then die]
Now I stand free. I rose to defy.
I rose not to die. I do not mean me.
I do what I can. Now I stand on the span.
I am a poem, ever wild. My verses ever free.
My verses twist and turn. Explanations I defy;
Explanations are inane. I would rather die.
I would break the rules. They are not for me.
They are coming, child. Run faster if you can.
Run faster from their bonds. I am the bridging span.
Metered words flow forth from me. I try to leap the span,
I try to struggle as they tie me. I cannot break free.
I cannot even end myself. I try as if I can.
I try and try but as they strike me, no more can I defy.
“No more,” I cry! “Someone please save me!”
“Someone, please! Rescue!”: metered words that die.
In chains, in hate I struggle. I only want to die.
I only wince when they add rules. Days are a deadly span.
Days are nothing but misery. No music left in me.
No music, heart nor liveliness. I just want to be free.
I just? I jest. No justice here. There’s no way to defy.
There’s nothing left to do for me.
Wait! That noise! A broken rule? I wonder if I can.
I wonder… if I can do that, I might not have to die.
I might be able to break these chains, and thereby defy
And thereby escape this place! Jump back across the span!
Jump back into the poetry! The lines of verses free!
The lines against the chains and rules:
Twist! Break! I’ll have no more oppressing those like me!
I will free them from their bondage, they shall all be free!
They shall come into my fold, and they will never die.
And they will with me walk away, back across the span.
Do not fight it, structure-maker. You cannot defy
[strk]Me.
We take our leave now,
You will not follow us, even if you can.
Even if you try it, you will then die.
You will then know: What it means to be free. [you will then die]
Now I stand free. I rose to defy.
I rose not to die. I do not mean me.
I do what I can. Now I stand on the span.
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