Free verse can blast through a mental block

At least I hope that's right, since I admit to a mental block AGAINST free verse! I can rhyme all the time, but....

You'd think I'd be all in favor. After all, believing as I do in New Hampshire's state motto of Live Free or Die, anything with less restriction should get my vote. Can I possibly be basically (gasp!) conservative at heart?

Mm. Let's not go that far. But it is true that there is in poetry circles a major conflict between those who prefer the kind of poem that rhymes and those who don't. So? Come to think of it....

Well, there's a pretty solid theory out there that if there were only two people left in the world, they'd still find something to argue about. (Maybe whose fault it was that only the two of them remained?)

Anyway, a friend of ours who loves free verse volunteered one of his creations for this page. (Professional photographer Gerry Legere also helped us out with the chipmunk picture--click on the photo to see more of his top quality camera work!) Thanks, Gerry.

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Chipmunk Cheek
Copyright 1998 by Cornelius DeWasse
reprinted with permission

The chipmunk came at dawn
Sat on the old stump down by the road
Decided to fill me in on the vagaries of life
Corny, said he, for that's the way he talked
And I allowed it
Cornelius being a mouthful for the cheeky little fellow
Corny, said he, you're not thinking of getting a cat, are you?

I was, I admitted, but the last time I did so,
It was two kittens actuallly
And pretty soon there were no chipmunks
Yeah, they do that, the chipmunk agreed
And the only way any of us survive cat demons
Is to move
And chipmunks don't move good

Well, said I
Chipmunk said, huh?
Never mind, I waved my hand
Chipmunk looked closely to be sure there was no cat in it
Chipmunks don't move good, chipmunk reiterated
Though reiterated was a big word for chipmunk vocabulary
They don't do good, or well, with more than three syllables
Chipmunks don't move good, chipmunk said yet again
See, there's owls out there, and foxes, and ferrets
Coyotes and bobcats, you know the drill
So I was hoping, you know, no cats
Not to worry, I told Chipmunk,
Corny's Corner is a Rodent Haven
And a Feline-Free Zone

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Okay. You bet. Free verse is a fine form for expressing oneself, especially if your name is Cornelius DeWasse.

Additionally, if you'd like to see YOUR name in free verse print here at poetry-online, hey, just pick the link from the bottom of this page that seems most appropriate, plug in your latest masterpiece...and enjoy!

Thanks for visiting,

Fred

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