BlueDemon77
BlueDemon77
Dec 01, 2012
This poem is part of the workshop:

fixed verse – it's not a curse

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Sing rondeau

Sing

sing of it children, free and unafraid
each syllable's ring, each consonant laid
laugh at the high spot, weep into the blue
bemoan wet feet from the holes in your shoe
rest in the chemical scent of her shade

As time passes that sunlit serenade
will hold you up and fix your barricade
you'll ponder how much she remembers you
sing of it children

mourn and are worn sometimes torn masquerade
we wear to prepare when love has a blade
the further we saw and further we knew
we would make all the same hullabulloo
love piranha frenzy, you'll want it too

sing of it children

About This Poem

Style/Type: Structured: Western

Review Request Direction: What did you think of my title?
How was my language use?
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?
How does this theme appeal to you?
How was the beginning/ending of the poem?
Is the internal logic consistent?

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Columbus, Ohio, USA

Favorite Poets: Rimbaud

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Comments

judyanne

i just love the refrain - 'sing of it children'

a powerful write imo, but what else to expect from you?

nothing to crit, except it's not perfect meter - but it is still smooth to my ear

love judy
xxx

BlueDemon77

Thanks for the kind words and encouragement. This is where I'm stuck at the moment. I recognize the errors in metre. I can't say it was a hugely inspired write, and the tinkering is craft I need to accomplish. I can't seem to count on inspiration's gifts if I want to be prolific, hand aiming at longform prose will demand a disclipline that doesn't come naturally. As an exercise of sitting down and saying 'I want to write a poem', I'm pretty pleased with the first result.

I'm reading alot of Rimbaud again, a personal favorite who has inspired me so much in the past, and have just begun to read Natasha Trethewey. I'm hoping something will lead me to inspiration.

As a poet I greatly respect, how much of your process is inspiration and how much is discipline?

Ron

judyanne

my answer would probably be that inspiration is more important for me - and i usualy work on the form after the initial brainstorm...

but inspiration seems to have died on me at the monment
and it shows - as jess has many times pointed out to me , my poems lately are often technicaly good, but lack verve/ emotion

love judy
xxx

Rula

Rula

12 years 4 months ago

ditto what dear judy said . .
The refrain line reflects lots of sensetivity.
Very much enjoyed really.

Ps *hullibulloo a typo?.....hullaballoo

BlueDemon77

Thanks for reading and the kind words and suggestions. Honestly I didn't give Hullabulloo much thought because I thought it was a colloquialism to begin with, so I didn't research it. Thanks for calling that to my attention.

Ron

BlueDemon77

Nordic cloud

I agree with judyanne about the rhythm,
but also about the fact that this has the shout of the child in it,
the joyful style tripping along, sing it children.

Lovely Ann.