Poetry Meme

[theoriginalblurker]

Ganked from follybard

I am, of course, none other than blank verse. I don't know where I'm going, yes, quite right; And when I get there (if I ever do) I might not recognise it. So? Your point? Why should I have a destination set? I'm relatively happy as I am, And wouldn't want to be forever aimed Towards some future path or special goal. It's not to do with laziness, as such. It's just that one the whole I'd rather not Be bothered - so I drift contentedly; An underrated way of life, I find. What Poetry Form Are You?

(If you were not Blank Verse you would be a Haiku.)

Short, terse, unfriendly,
Yet sometimes quite emotive;
I am the Haiku.

*smile*

Comments

[hwrnmnbsol.livejournal.com]

That's a terrible Haiku.

Autumn nights are short;
Winter's, longer; Spring's, shorter:
Seasonal Haiku.

[greeneyes-rpi.livejournal.com]

Now, these words from Spunk!