It is near
impossible
For a rhymer
not to rhyme.
She cannot see
what they see;
these neo-poets
who stumble
w iI d l
the path of
understanding;
Metaphors and similes
bouncing off the walls
of their intellect
and pouring themselves
helter-skelter
onto the page
Is she doomed to
Remain cooped up
in the confines
of her own
poetic prison
with its intolerant
iron bars of verse
and rigid rules;
handcuffed
suffocating?
Poetic Prison