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It has always been my policy
To write my own kind of poetry
That which comes from my heart
And not my head
No form nor style
Except for a haiku now and then
(where I stayed awhile)
And I was at ease
Until I became trapped
Ensnared by a set on the internet
Discussing correct ‘form’
Which made me drown
In the ether of my discontent
(apologies to Will Shakespeare)
To say nothing of my ignorance
Hundreds – no, thousands of emails later
I have managed at last to free myself
What relief – ‘twas beyond belief…!
Rules are writ to be broken
Like words are wrote to be spoken
We are not so many peas in a pod
Whose poems send me off to the Land of Nod.
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© Denise G Allen 01 July 2012 08:48
Adeeyoyo's Blog 
02/07/2012 at 8:47 am
you write what you feel, how you feel…take no notice of those who do not understand
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02/07/2012 at 9:16 am
tt suits me better, and I think I have learnt what’s not for me, Patrecia!
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02/07/2012 at 10:53 am
Yes, Denise. Conformance kills creativity.
When I write, it comes out in different ways according to different ideas.
Well said.!
John
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02/07/2012 at 11:47 am
I like the way you put it, John, and that’s also what is wrong with so-called ‘education’ nowadays. OK put everything in slots, trays, files, whatever one wants to call them but only up to a point.
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02/07/2012 at 11:47 am
I like your poetry adee, I dont know the rules about writing poetry and hope I’ll never stumple on them either. 🙂
*hugs*
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02/07/2012 at 11:48 am
Good for you, Hope! ♥
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02/07/2012 at 12:21 pm
How do you make the little heart on WP?
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02/07/2012 at 12:40 pm
Hold down the Alt key and type 3 on your keypad. ♥
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02/07/2012 at 1:12 pm
Thanks 🙂
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02/07/2012 at 2:55 pm
I agree with Hopestar. Love your poetry. There shouldn’t be any rules for free expression using words. Carry on regardless. 😉 xx
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02/07/2012 at 3:33 pm
Release what is inside, Denise, no matter who thinks what.
Blessings – Maxi
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02/07/2012 at 5:22 pm
PROSE WITH PRETENSIONS
Always be yourself
For if you are not yourself
You will be no one
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02/07/2012 at 10:27 pm
I loved it… “rules are writ to be broken
words are wrote to be spoken…”
Put a smile on my face as a token. Thanks Denise.
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02/07/2012 at 10:29 pm
Ooopps, I mean, “Like words are wrote…” Sorry for the omission..
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03/07/2012 at 4:01 am
I firmly believe we should all write from the heart about subjects that move us. Otherwise, what’s the point? Hear hear….
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03/07/2012 at 2:30 pm
Yes, Adee, we find our own voice without all the noise 🙂
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03/07/2012 at 9:04 pm
testing I may be spammed to your blog
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03/07/2012 at 10:32 pm
Good to see you back…have been gently worrying about you.
This is YOUR blog…you can do as you like.
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03/07/2012 at 10:58 pm
Indeed. Who is the master, the writer or the words? The trick is, of course, to break the rules in such a way that it is clear it is being diddicated with deliberate intent – and if I want to say deliberate intent is to consider a matter in a canvas structure, so be it!
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04/07/2012 at 8:59 am
Always write your own, Bukowski wrote “when the talent wanes the form appears.”
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05/07/2012 at 1:56 pm
we have to write with our own voice…no matter where it takes it…and what form…there is freedom in that from trying to live up to someone elses notions of what we should be…
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18/07/2012 at 4:35 am
Lovely piece, I really enjoyed reading it -thank you!
anne
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