Oh magnanimous ruler of poetic plights Giveth me thine strength to write With such diction that I'll have two words to each line. Oh how verbose is my mind on the page When I try with all might To delay my short sight
But you! My magnificent master No man dare find rhyme faster than thee All I see Is the artful complexity That blesses the page And I rage! One word One line All 26 characters utilized I need not surmise That this is the stage Of your grandest play And my demise
There is no correct way, in my opinion, to write poetry. Any form that art takes is first about the intention of the artist and then perception. Both aspects being equally important.