This is an experiment I tried a while ago when I felt like I was only writing very free-form poetry. I wanted to write something structured, so I gave myself a very strict set of rules to follow regarding rhythm and rhyme. Although super-structured poems aren’t usually my favorite form of expression, I was surprised by how I was still able to say what I meant within a tightly controlled environment. Sometimes, when you would be happy to say the same old thing in a different way, you can end up saying something completely new.
I danced at midnight yesterday,
And if you dared to ask me why,
I’d have to think, and maybe say,
It was to lure a firefly.
And I caught four,
And then three more,
Before I saw how soon that they would die.
I climbed a mountain yesterday,
And if you cared to ask me how,
I’d tell you snow-soft was the way;
Though imprecise, it did allow
The ashy ice,
To fall, quite nice,
And slice unhindered in a silent vow.
I swam through oceans yesterday,
And if you stopped to ask me when,
I’d say it was as dawn turned gray;
The salt was less abrasive then.
I do confess,
It was a mess,
The dress that bled into my liquid den.
I flew with stormclouds yesterday,
And if you thought to ask me where,
I’d answer just above the bay;
The wind had burned all through my hair.
And as it churned,
I yearned and yearned,
To learn if in the clouds I’d see the air.
I dreamed a million dreams today,
And if I chose to speak of more,
Of memories of yesterday,
And how things might be as before,
Those dreams would light,
And spin, so bright,
Ignited crystals from that distant shore.