Poetry Plea

poem by: Geoffrey Brewer
Written on Feb 15, 2017

POETRY PLEA

There was a time when every word and phrase
Each sentence stanza paragraph and verse
Was written, offered with clarity to our gaze
Whether simple, complex, extravagant or terse
Crafted in empyreal structure did they seem
With the lucidity and freshness of a dream. *

Perhaps this retrospect views life 'en rose'
By one who mournes more recent language trend
Please excuse an old curmudgeon if he oppose
Loss of grammar and poetic form when words are penned
In random emotional streams with no space nor punctuation
Unformed, obscure and unfitted for oration

I understand those in anguish of loss and pain 
May find solace in self expression to relieve the ache
And I greet some words outside the box, that rules profane
There's a place for consciousness stream and Finnegan's Wake
But let's start from proven structure before violation
Write with clarity, form and grammar's restoration


* Hat tip to Wordsworth for the inspiration of this verse

 

Tags: sad, rhyme, encouraging, wishful,

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John Pegg commented:
I enjoyed this poem very much and have great sympathy with the sentiments conveyed! A good poem about poetry which is a novel concept. I also think this could apply to the visual arts. I know that beauty is 'in the eye of the beholder' but some modern art forms leave me baffled and bemused. Forgive me those who are exponents of the Turner Prize.
Geoffrey Brewer commented:
Thank you John. I share your sentiments on Turner Prize type arts. Bafflement is a fairly mild expression of my feelings on those
Christopher Russon commented on Nov 18, 2018 at 4:19pm
Excellent poem written with depht.
James Notley commented on Jun 18, 2020 at 1:08am
good emotions and every poet has his own structure to his work much like an artist....thanks for the share...write on

 

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