Practiced Ways

dearest Sir Crow love the natural
flow and rhythm to this...

it's goes with the words  :)

love Crim

Thanks Crim.  Didn't tell a story, or not much of one, this time.  I think I should try to break my usual patterns, at least to some extent.  

I love how you handled the witty & ironic end of this piece, my friend.., and you included the perfect image!

Jadey x

Thanks Jadey.  I was wondering about those last two lines.  I'm glad they worked for you!

Sir Crow! Some of the adieu-sounding words scared me...but I got better. I still love a good rhymer. Because I love music I love  that tonic flow. Sometimes I find my need to write too urgent to bother with rhyme but when time permits I ;love the challenge.

Bravo on this freeform piece I look forward to reading more.

Thanks Gahdess.  I have by no means given up on rhyme, and syllable count when I can.  All part of the fun.

I’d like to think my off beat somwhat rhyming recent poem influenced this write lol a poignant poem this is :)
I get tired of the same old rhyme schemes  too...
Big like Crow
Hugs
Jackie

Thanks Jackie.  I find it more difficult to write free form than rhyme.  Wish I could just go wild, do something really dynamic, without the formalities.

My crowfly friend, you know how I go with the flow of my muse each day, and how I go from free verse to syllable-count & rhyme schemes, and Eastetn short form in any variety & permutation. But it doesn’t just happen, and I never learned what I know of the arts through formal training that I never had.  I’ve grown & evolved over years of hands-on practice.  So too you, my friend, have been learning.

What I’m honored about most of all is often we real-time talk about writing, and you let me help from my own knowledge of writing styles.  And I’m always grateful for your thoughts & support.

Jadey x

The honor is mine, Jadey.

sometimes going away from the well trodden path inspires one, at times it is like a new beginning to something. Ah yes, but here we stay yet, until the path peters off to nothingness.  Inspiring write, Crowfly.

Deciding which path to take is the trick.  Can't seem to make up my mind most of the time.  I go down too many dark roads.  Thanks Grace!

I care little if any for established styles ,

and the only time I syllable count is Haiku ;

All the rest I disavow and feels kills the spirit of true poetry ;

This is why I hate other's critique , because they are not my

Muse , and have no idea of what is right for me...

Some say : "Only The Shadow Knows"

I say "Only My Muse Knows" , all else are but demon voices in a desert wind !

Listen to your Muse , build altars , call on him / her at midnight , in the dawn ,

the dusk , at noon in the blazing day , Invoke , Invoke , Invoke !

And you shall find that inner voice you seek , but be careful ;

Once she comes , she will never leave , unless you spurn her !

My advice ?

Never , ever , spurn her !

Her wrath is an endless hell !

I just started doing the syllable count and find it inhibiting.  I can be fun though, as long as it doesn't get in the way.  Thank you!