Free Verse

[free verse]

The task of “free verse” stops this Poet dead.

How shall I compare thee to anything but

the antithesis of Art?

Iambic meter much more pleases me

than your unruly form, or more accurately,

lack of.

“What’s a time signature?”

free verse would say, or

“What’s rhythm?”

By now, what matter the notes or the pitch?

The freedom of free verse is truly a bitch.

I shouldn’t complain. I just hate admitting that

I’m set in the tried and the true, and that maybe

I’m not as skilled as I’d like to think I am.