I will write a poem without rhymes.
But it will only be this one time.
That line didn’t count. It begins now.
Experts don’t like too much rhythm.
They say it hinders freedom in speech.
Also, a true poet should be enigmatic.
Like this line: “espied dreams ablaze.”
But who here had to look up espy?
The learned poet becomes more absurd.
Every line they invoke fanciful words.
Oh no, I rhymed again. Be more careless!
Lose structure. Stop counting syllables.
Wait. But I am writing so wildly free.
Reader, is this true? Poet, cant you see?
Listen, poetry is for the people, not elite.
Stirring emotions, both bitter and sweet.
Chad A. Damitz