Orderly Words
They march in shackles all across the page.
Short long, short long, they limp in ordered form.
These words too orderly to show their rage
just follow rules and do not break the norm.
Line after line, rhyme shuffled out like cards.
What truth words carry comes in second place.
Are we mere croupiers or are we bards?
For in this poem, of truth there’s not a trace.
It’s more important it maintains its pace.
Chaos was the law of nature; Order was the dream of man.–Henry Adams
For dVerse Poets we are to write a novelinee, a nine-line poem in iambic pentameter and ababcdcdd rhyme scheme. To read other novelinees, go HERE. Image by Henry Cos on Unsplash. And, also for Marsha’s WQWWC prompt on Order
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 
Lots of sense and humor here Judy.
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Did you notice that it was seven lines long and had an aa bb ccc rhyme scheme? My bad. I’ve corrected it. Sheesh.
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I have absolutely no sense of rhyme. It read fine to me.
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Fabulous poem, Judy. I’m so envious of people who can slide in some meaning, truth and depth while trying to maintain law and order. Yours does that, though I feel for the poor shackled words. 🥸🥸🥸
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Ha..Maybe I should take the same words and set them free to form a different poem?
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You should and then we would know what you really meant! I mean it could be a short story, really. The Day the Crayons talked is one that comes to mind. These words, slaved over time to your mind and pen could come out complaining and making all kinds of fusses, complaining about you always looking for the truth, making them go in order. It seems like they could have several complaints just based on this poem! 🙂
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Fantastic, Judy!
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The woes of shackled words trying to fit a poetic form. I commiserate, Judy!
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Yeah, not really my thing either, though I guess it’s a good thing to keep your hand in, avoid the rust, eh?
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Very clever, Judy! I too admire people who can line up words to fit a particular rhythm and rhyme pattern AND create pithy meaning as well. Well done!
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Thanks, Nancy. I started doing rhyme and meter to exercise my mind. It really has helped to keep things sorted out. Use it or lose it.
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😀 Nice take on it!
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Thanks, Kate.
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What an interesting commentary on this poetic form! Very clever 🙂
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Thanks, Sunra.
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lol love your irreverent take;
words in chains
may create pains
but I love to tame
my errant mind!
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Exactly. I find that it helps keep my mind in order to have to follow the dictates of rhyme and meter.
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you talent is so immense I’m sure you could rise to any challenge 🙂
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Ah, Kate, you are not only calm but also kind…..
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I do try, not always successfully, thanks Judy!
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Brilliant! A really enjoyable read not least because it flows so well and I like the message too
“Line after line, rhyme shuffled out like cards.
What truth words carry comes in second place.”
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Indeed… to present any brilliant idea when shackled to form is a double challenge.
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Nice rebellion against the constraints of formal poetry, Judy!
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Tongue in Cheek.
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This was great. I agree with Marsha’s comment. I would like to practice with poems. I’ll have to research and find the type that seems to fit “me”.
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The type that fits you best is the type that comes out of you when you open yourself up, Kirstin. It need not have form, rhyme or meter. It needs only have beauty, sincerity and truth.
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