Poetry Friday - No Rhyme Poem

Wordplay presents as a strong element in my poetry. I recognize it and readily embrace it. So the following poem is grounded in the tradition of playing with words. I have a natural tendency to slide into rhyme. It sings strongly in my sometimes muddled mind.

This poem gently pushes back on my rhyming predilection by employing synonyms to deny the rhyme. I feel like I'm telling rhyme to talk to the hand on this occasion. 

In the process, it was fun playing with words, as one might expect. As I say in the poem, don't get me wrong, I enjoy rhyme. I hear it constantly as I negotiate my day. Poetry exists in everyday talk. Often it goes unnoticed. Personally, I note it while quietly enjoying its presence. I even have my own rhyming dictionary...

No Rhyme This Time Occasion

I’m trying to stop this poem from rhyming

But I find my anxiety is steadily climbing increasing

Words keep forming in my mind

You know the ones

The usual rhyming kind sort

A childhood filled with rhyming verse

Just makes the situation worse poorer

I’ll stay alert

So those rhymes do not intrude

I’ll find other words

With which to conclude end

Don’t get me wrong

Rhyme is okay

I just want this poem to form

In a whole different way manner

Alan j Wright

Consider This: 

Try unrhyming a poem by substituting 

some suitable synonyms.