I really have not kept this up, but recently ran across an opportunity to follow another Poetry Blog, so here I am again.
Most of my poetry is "off line". The reasons are multitudinous, but to keep it simple, it is mostly because when you publish something online, even in your own private blog, most publishing houses on and off line consider it already published.
That single somewhat limited way of thinking, makes your work ineligible for a lot of poetry contests and for publication in Poetry Journals, chapbooks, compendiums and other forms of media that most authors, including myself, want to leave open to themselves.
After having thought about it for a while, I have decided that I occasionally post a write here. Mostly things that are already published or that I have gotten back rejection slips on so many times that I need to re-think it!
Maybe someone who happens across this place might give me some new inspiration that will create a masterpiece.
BLANK VERSE is unrhymed iambic pentameter. IAMBIC PENTAMETER is a series of stressed and unstressed sylables, for a total of ten sylables per line. (example: a HORSE, a HORSE, my KING-dom FOR a HORSE!)example of blank verse: That I did love thee, Caesar, O, 'tis true:If then thy spirit look upon us now,Shall it not grieve thee dearer than thy death,To see thy Anthony making his peace,Shaking the bloody fingers of thy foes,Most noble! in the presence of thy corse?Had I as many eyes as thou hast wounds,Weeping as fast as they stream forth thy blood,It would become me better than to closeIn terms of friendship with thine enemies.Pardon me, Julius! Here wast thou bay'd, brave hart;Here didst thou fall; and here thy hunters stand,Sign'd in thy spoil, and crimson'd in thy lethe.O world, thou wast the forest to this hart;And this, indeed, O world, the heart of thee.How like a deer, strucken by many princes,Dost thou here lie!-from Shakespeare's 'Julius Caesar'