Laura’s Like A Box of Chocolates: Poetry Rebel

You never know what your going to get. Random, I know but….today, I’m a poetry rebel and challenge you to explore beyond the acceptable tends.

There are a lot of poets out there and I can’t help but notice the trend remains as it had for the last 20 years. Poetry MUST be free form. Patterned and rhyme is darn near criminal, in fact, almost extinct! I do see a few rebels like myself who post a haiku, tanka or drop a rhyme from time to time so I’ll pitch my penny in the round with a few seldom seen. Octo, Cameo, Laurette, Quatrain Sequence, Free Verse, Cinquain

Daddy’s Little Girl
( OCTO)

The first time that I danced with you
My tiny feet upon your toes
Tearing eyes say you remember

Our dance tonight ends far too soon
You hand the dance to my new groom

Tearing eyes say you remember
My tiny feet upon your toes…
The first time that I danced with you

– Laura Bailey

Shadows
(CAMEO)

Shadow’s
Tumble to the ground
From leafy perches near the sky
And tiptoe
Like children from tree to tree
Playing hide n seek with the
Sunshine

-Laura Bailey

Last Dance –
( LAURETTE )

Barefoot, she danced
On cool, wet sand
To lonely melody
That seagulls sang
To her alone
By serenading sea

-Laura Bailey

Murphy’s Law
( QUATRAIN SEQUENCE)

The refrigerators on the blink
The dog chewed up my shoe
The cat got out and ran away
And Janie has the flu

Then I hear the doorbell ring
I close my eyes and shudder
Knowing if it ain’t one thing…
It’s bound to be your mother

-Laura Bailey

Poetry Written At Midnight
( Free form )

Why don’t I buy instant coffee
For these nights
When a poem. bounces ’round in my head Eluding pen and pad
For fear that I might sleep
A pot’s too much
But for one hot cup
A poem
One last cigarette
….And a dream

-Laura Bailey

An Autumn Snow
( Cinquain)

The wind
Tosses autumn
Leaves up into the sky…
A multi-colored snow drifts back
to earth

-Laura Bailey

I‘m a rebel. Refuse to be governed by the those who through some measure of success now dictate the trend. Art and poetry should be free to express itself in many forms and appreciated in them all. I love free verse or free form poetry but I also love the patterned and rhyme. I find beauty in them all and refuse to allow my scope to be narrowed, so for me, I’ll explore the old roads and cut the new ones of tomorrow.

Always With Love – Laura💕

P.S. Think of what we would have lost without structure and rhyme…

Out In The Fields With God – Elizabeth Barrett Browning

The little cares that fretted me,
I lost them yesterday
Among the fields above the sea,
Among the winds that play,
Among the lowing of the herd,
The rustling of the trees,
Among the singing of the birds,
The humming of the bees.

The foolish fears of what might pass
I cast them all away
Among the clover-scented grass,
Among the new-mown hay,
Among the hushing of the corn,
Where drowsy poppies nod,
Where ill thoughts die and good are born —
Out in the fields with God.

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  1. Reblogged this on Mitch Teemley and commented:
    My Featured Blogger this week is Laura M. Bailey of All the Shoes I Wear, “my attempt,” she says, “to write down the bones of a crazy, random, uncharted life and all the shoes I’ve worn along the way.” Indeed, this engaging, down-to-earth writer-poet has also been “a construction worker, grease monkey, public speaker, tattoo studio owner, music promoter, and race horse owner, among other things. Her purpose here is to uncover “the common threads that connect us all.” This brief gallery of life-affirming poems does just that!

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    • Oh my goodness, Mitch! I Don’t know what to say, I’m so completely humbled! How very kind of you to think of me and honor me with this gracious gift!
      Thank you so much! You made my whole week!💕

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    • I wrote these long ago when I was a member of the writers guild. I held a class on patterned poetry and wrote the first few as examples. Poetry Written At Midnight was indeed written exactly as described…sleepless at midnight, seeking a cup of coffee and one last cigarette. Lol
      But I have always loved the Elizabeth Barrett Browning poem I added at the end. It whisks me away to such a peaceful place. 😊💕

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    • It’s true. Lol no real conspiracy except popular trend. It’s was quite wide within the writers guilds and the National Federation Of State poetry Societies, that the trend ruled. Popular trend will effect whether one gets published,how they are recieved at conferences, winning competitions etc but its not exclusive to poetry or writing. Trends also dictate tv, movies, music.

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      • True. As a former English teacher, I have a problem with rhyme – it’s wonderful when done well, but too often it’s not. I think that is why I shy away from it. Still like haiku, and I’m always planning to try other forms, lol.

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      • As a writer,I like to explore many forms, try them out, discover which I enjoy writing, which I struggle with. As a reader, I enjoy a wide range, appreciate the individual intricacies. I really struggle with Haiku! As art, I like the artist to freely explore and express themselves. I dont want to listen to the same song, read the same book or watch the same show, forever. Lol

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