Challenge
Poetic Licence to Kill
Recent entries and comments sparked me again to sabotage my own poetry. So the challenge is to part write something poetic, but at appropriate times destroy its rhythm or rhyme. I found this challenging (it probably shows ha ha!) but it's a really good mental exercise to deliberately take yourself out of the flow!
A symphony of nonsense?
A gentle breeze does blow
A sacred bird flies low
To sweep through misty air
To find one who might be fair
Alas a dragon comes this way
Fire
Blast
Blast
Oh the sacred bird
A dark raven does crow
A mind so vast cannot know
To what lengths a bird can care
To find one who might be a bear
Grass singes on the night time's watch as to the time it has no clue.
A ballerina dances through the steamy forest and as for the time, she does not know.
The sacred bird did know
but was wiped out by a foe.