Even though my pending release this coming spring is a novel, I got my start in poetry. The many scholars I’ve encountered in my years as a writer–educators and professionals alike–have all assured me what I do is not poetry; it is in fact prose. Poetry, by definition, follows specific, ordered patterns of syllables and verse. What I write has no pattern, thus classifying it as “free verse” or prose.
Regardless of what one calls it, expression is why a writer tackles any of these forms. On many occasions, I only find it possible to say exactly what I feel when the structure is not specified. Many writers find that restrictions and specifications quiet their inner Muse. Structure, however, is not always the enemy of art, which is the very reason Shakespeare is lauded for his written genius. To write within set parameters, like iambic pentameter, is a skill of its own–one I admit I certainly don’t possess.
This month, a fellow writer challenged me to compose a poem a day in honor of National Poetry Month. I am more a creative writer; prose was never my forte. However, I have written a few jewels in my time. So J. Mahogany, I accept your challenge, but I will only post here what I find worthy of sharing haha! Discover your inner writer this month too; maybe we’ll inspire each other!