Anapestic tetrameter… six lines per verse,
And layered by the rhyme scheme: A-B-C-C-B-A,
It’s the way I communicate now. If I try
To relate in a normal way, I might comply,
In complete inadvertence, not with what I say.
Is this for me a blessing or is it a curse?
We each learn how to use words to fit our own needs.
We come up with our standards for good language use.
It is good that a structure has been put in place.
It gives poets a framework to play in that space.
When good structure is piqued, much more one can deduce
From the wellspring of language as deep as one reads.
I’ve a job for my monkey mind. That is to work
With its chatter box muted for much of life’s run.
It will ramble on constantly as if it were
A big part of my consciousness. I don’t concur.
What the monkey mind says I will write down for fun.
As, sometimes it shows insight, it can’t be a jerk.