Poetry's Easy and Prose is Powerful: Srsly (My heart was 3)
They go, 'ohh, i write in free verse! :3' and then everyone with half a clue just switches off, expecting them to hack up their text at random with no form or structure or anything and just call it 'free verse'.
Flowers For Serath #1
A sort of free verse poetry/stream of consciousness. ill be writing more with him as the days and weeks continue. thanks for reading :) his scars are his penance. his awareness that he is alive. they happened in the past, he cannot change them.
Lost Wings
This is the first "free verse" poem i can recall writing. i'm not too fond of the... this is the first "free verse" poem i can recall writing... please leave a comment.
Voice Heard
Poets, they consume the free verse and reinterpret it as their own.
Can I Tell You Something?
This is a free verse poem that i made kinda spontaneously. i've never done a lot of poetry but i just jotted this down.
THE BODY AS ITS OWN HOSTAGE
#2 of poetry some biographical free verse my nerves the orchestra none hear. freeways of fire make me try to gnaw hands to paste. the kitchen burn that melts and cooks my skin till juice beads along my arm is nothing.
Alone Among The Monsters
#29 of poetry this poem was meant as an experiment in free verse poetry. i don't do free verse often, so i decided to speak about something deeply personal to me.
Protective
I don't put much stock into free verse poetry, so anything i make may be a bit choppy from either a lack of time or a lack of effort on word choice, but will always fall into some sort structure made for poetry before the post-modern free verse stuff
A Poetic Definition.
For even in free verse, the plain truth that plain prose speaks plainly is crystalized, is sanctified, to a mosaic icon. and does the halo make the icon? or the jeweled letters? the colors of the tesserae? the linden wood unblemished?
Reading
It's mostly free verse although i really seem to like using repetition in this one. the thought from human mind the voice from human mouth the movement from human step which the foundation derives.
A Writer
A little free verse poem i wrote at 1:30 am a writer is the saddest of beings, we have been given the most morose of tasks, we seclude ourselves, we love others, not ourselves, we watch others, they are our inspiration, they are our hope, because
The muse
Another free verse poem that came out of nowhere.