The Poetry Pail

answer to the question... why do I rhyme?

deep inside I have a pail

filled with loose words

and tight phrases,

with chaotic thoughts, 

frivolous fantasies, and

disorganized dreams

 

there I collect all words

large and small

humble and grandiose

meaningful and meaningless

rarely-used and overly-used

passive and angst-filled

 

a mysterious marvelous processing machine

reaches into this bulging resource pail

continuously arranging, rearranging, 

selecting, and discarding 

it is searching for order, 

meaning, beauty, and hope

 

rhythm and rhyming are the tools

yet it makes no noise as it works

associations that often seem random

and may appear hopelessly complex

pull together and form thoughts 

of otherwise stark simplicity

Reviews

[Stonewall]

Brilliant.

[Molly D]

i loved this, it's exactly what writing is like. it's funny to have captured it so well because that very idea is what so many of us writers are trying to grasp through our own work. whimsicle and fun, but wise and honest.

[Bubo]

This is great.........a great play on words!!
Poery pail full of all sorts of useable things! Great creative piece..........



there I collect all words

large and small

humble and grandiose

meaningful and meaningless

rarely-used and overly-used

passive and angst-filled

I can actually see this pail of words..........full of so much, to form that fab poem we all seek.........
really loved this and your creative mind!

[Steve Thompson]

Nice poem, a pail of words. I love the creative frame you built this poem around. I love how your words speak, a mysterious marvelous processing machine reaches into this bulging resource pail, interesting line to carry out your creative flow.


"rhythm and rhyming are the tools, yet it makes no noise as it works," a statement that I found real, in a odd way.