I’m swift losing count of the numbers debating
How valid today is the role of the rhyme
That this gift could amount to mere glib overstating
So palid they say, and so far past its time
To detract from, disguise a pure thought in its essence
And lead us astray up the old clichéd path
Or subtract (in some’s eyes) , from the author’s own presence
In deed some will say through the grapes of their wrath
that the rhyme is a hindrance, and must be discarded
But that’s coz they’re not very good at them and their timing sucks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Danny I do believe that some writers, like your good self, have inherited a 'rhyming' gene and those of us who lack it often dismiss those who do (while secretly envying them, I suspect) . I've just been reading The Lorax by Dr. Seuss. What a gorgeous book and a timely reminder of the pluses of rhyming - particularly when decorated with a generous serving of wit. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥