This applies to writing prose too, so I suppose it could be called The Author’s Dilemma.
The Poet’s Dilemma
I sat down to write a ballad,
Full of depth and rhyme,
But instead the words eluded me
And committed mutinous crime.
They twisted themselves together,
In an order, unknown to man,
Insisting that they knew better
Than my previously thought-out plan.
When I tried to form a quatrain
My rhyming word would flee
And no matter how hard I followed,
It always eluded me!
My synonyms were ornery,
Never revealing what I wanted.
With repetitious words and phrases
My entire work was haunted.
I tried to make them listen,
Make them humble, then obey.
But always they insisted,
That they knew a better way.
So instead of fighting with them,
I tried a little plan;
Instead of chasing them around,
From them I quickly ran!
So shocked were they at this change,
The words were very still.
Then suddenly raced after me,
And jumped upon my quill.
My words are listening again,
Obeying my beck and call.
They’ll try again though, I’m sure of it,
Let’s just see how long I can stall!
To the KING be all the glory!
Great Poem!! :)
Thank you! :)
Love it! One of my favorites of yours. :-)
Thanks, Gabe! :)
That. Was. Superb. Bravo! You oughta get it published or something. Not only was it funny, it was actually accurate, too. :D
Thank you very much, Corey! It was really fun to write! :)
This one made me laugh, because you were writing about words not rhyming while rhyming them into a poem! LOL I can relate, except with writing. Sometimes the words just jump about on the keyboard and it’s so easy. And than other times it’s all I can do to get a paragraph out!
Very fun poem, I’ll have to ask Kayla if she’s seen it yet. :)
~Jamie
I’m glad I was able to make you laugh, Jamie! :D
I liked it! Wish I could rhyme like that……… :)
I love your rose picture on your earlier post! Did you take that yourself? Talented! :)
~ Moriah Renata
Thank you!!
And thank you again! Yes, I did take it! :)