Poetry, You and I Sometimes

Think of yourself as a living poem of sorts

with words which sometimes rhyme. It is not

necessary that they do, mind you, but such a

condition can be quite appropriate on certain

occasions.

You are, however, a cleaver turn of phrase some

days even if you do say so yourself. You may

have the tendency to prattle on using vague or

obtuse imagery few will comprehend...Esoteric,

isn’t that the way poetry is meant to be perceived?

Let’s say you have a choice in being the kind of

poem you’d prefer to be—sonnet, limerick, elegy,

sestina, haiku—to name a few. “Free Verse” seems

suitable for me, as the lifestyle I have lived appears

to have been written without rhyme or reason.

Some might say, without defining a specific and

intentional direction, my life often wanders all over

the place. In any case, I would aptly title my piece

“Untitled” to achieve a modicum of uniformity,

hopefully lessening some of the chaos and confusion.

Chris Hanch 9-30-17