Free Verse Concrete Poetry Friday
Have fun, the weekend is here! Shape your love for poetry, in which the meaning or effect is conveyed partly or wholly by visual means, using patterns of words or letters. I feel everything I write, turns out to flow like a Jet. So I just like to let my poetry project itself.
Concrete Free Verse
I play with words,
knowing that one day,
I could sound like a Buffalo go!
Some days, I can feel the rhythm, you know?
So now, I'd like to show and tell.
Different stanzas of poetry,
filled in my hearts well.
Pieces of a puzzle,
I must cast.
I design on lines,
A diamond blinds my eyes.
Perfectly placing words one at a time.
They travel in packs and spurs,
Nouns, adjectives and verbs.
Eventually, winding down
Is the ability to
adapt too change.
Dependence, is a government,
with foot soldiers in invisible chains.
They say, "A visionary see every angle that be."
However, time travel is not possible I believe.
They say," Everyday is a gift in a way"
Look how far monkeys have come,
playing with the strands of DNA.
I told them I just like to play,
give God my heart
and let him have
Is to write,
from day to night.
shedding my poetic insight.
I have a knack to rhyme words in packs!
The exact source is my heart.
I let it bleed on to paper.
So I could be known,
as a simple staple.
Have you ever tried concrete poetry?
© 2018 Ryan Christopher Beitler