POESY

All this poetic flim-flam, it’s enough
But if something inspires, then write
Yet many chosen words and phrases
Seem to ignore metaphorical mazes
And slap on paint that is off-white
Unlike artists who know their stuff

With the rhyme one selected before
Adopt a rhythm that says the most
If one sets limits on a syllable count
Then pick the steed one can mount
Galloping hard to the finishing post
Should it be all about the metaphor

Known forms can try stealing hearts
Emotion reluctant to follow the rules
Yet if it’s unstructured is it free verse
None stop to salute an empty hearse
And seeing a gap between two stools
Spelling and grammar play their parts