Freedom To Verse
I am free!
My verse is free!
I verse –
whatever
whenever
however.
I versify –
my joys,
hurts,
thoughts,
and my angsts.
I versify my visions and dreams,
I versify my beliefs…
and disbelief
my faith and the lack of it.
I conjure up my shallowness and depth
from the hat I call my verses.
I turn to verse when… and if I want.
I am free to verse away from meter…
to verse away from rhyme.
For to verse is a freedom!
Shouldn’t be chained…
nor boxed.
Shouldn’t be buried in the grave of standards.
Posted on February 16, 2021, in Creative Writing, General, Poetry, Tula and tagged Creative writing, Poetry, Tula. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.
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