So, Poetry?

Alright, so, for quite a long time,  I have been adamant that I cannot write poetry. It’s just not my thing. It’s too different, I can’t get the hang of it.

So, when I had to write poetry in English this year, I was rather put out. And, as expected, my first poem SUCKED. Very much. But then I wrote my second one, and … I kind of liked it? Then I wrote my third, last one, and I was proud of that one, too.

So, here’s what I figure: my first one was free-verse, my second had a rhyming scheme and double imagery, and my last was a narrative poem, so I think I just need structure to write poetry.

Here’s my second poem that I wrote. Let me know what you think:

Song of the Seasons

Love isn’t like the storybooks.
The movies have got it all wrong.
The only thing even close to my love,
Is the magic of a song.

The melody was set
A long time ago,
That summer day we met.

The harmonies were the sound
Of our laughter intertwining,
As leaves fell to the ground.

The lyrics, both good and bad
Spoken from us both
As the snow fell, seeming sad.

The tempo set by the bell,
As we said our vows,
And springtime came to dwell.

No, love isn’t like the storybooks.
The movies have got it all wrong.
The only way to describe
My love and I
Is the magic of a song.

So, comment below. Did you like this? Is poetry a kind of writing you’d like to see as I explore it? It’s up to you, because I plan on figuring it out, and if you want to see that, I’d be happy to share it with you. It is writing, after all. 🙂


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