Art

A while ago, I heard someone say that they didn’t like non-rhyming poetry. Actually, I might’ve misheard them, so…in that case this blog post isn’t really refuting them as much as it is developing my own ideas on what poetry is. I’m not offended by that comment (though I only write non-rhyming poetry). I would be perfectly fine with it if it changed to “I don’t like writing non-rhyming poetry.” I personally don’t like writing rhyming poetry, so there. But whether or not it rhymes, poetry is an art, so there must besomethingout there that you would enjoy. For instance, if your spouse wrote you a poem that didn’t rhyme, would you brush it aside with the excuse, “I don’t really enjoy reading such things”? The whole point of art is it’s universality. No one can say that they don’t like art, because eventually they WILL find art that they like.

Although this is music, and almost completely unrelated to the topic at hand, some of Chopin’s mazurkas are a sort of ‘non-rhyming poetry’. He gives sorts of twists on pieces that surprise the listener, sometimes offending the ear. Yet he has been named the ‘poet of the piano’ (funny how that works :)). Have you ever realized that with many types of art, the entire idea is to offend, shock, and ultimately keep the viewer entertained and enraptured?

As well as that, art directed towards you, however bad it may be, can be determined painfully gorgeous. If someone puts their heart into something and you can SEE that, then you can’t ignore the beauty. You want to fill yourself up with it all day, just because of a single poorly-worded, badly-rhymed phrase-but you know the meaning. You know what goes on behind the scenes. And you love it because of that.

Oh, forgot one tiny detail. This is very directly focused on the statement that person made: CAN YOU NOT APPRECIATE THE PSALMS? They didn’t even rhyme in Hebrew. Once again, I’m not offended; I just think that comment was a little ridiculous.

To close up, a poem(doesn’t rhyme, sorry), quite obviously directed towards one specific person, who will find it gorgons, but the rest of you can dislike it as much as you want, as long as you don’t completely undermine the genre (haha, wow this poem is cheesy…maybe you won’t find it gorgons).

I miss you

My heart aches for you

But because of that

It’s too easy to ignore

I want you to know

I’m sorry

Even with God,

I sometimes fail

As a person, as a friend

I love you, though,

And just so you know,

I love you

Equally and eternally

Forgive me my failures

When I can’t help

When I make things worse

I’ve woken up thinking of you

Don’t let me ignore you

Because I’m going to miss you more

Very, very soon

God help me

What will I become without you?

You have made up so much of my life

And I never want to let you go

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