so this week's poetry exercise is a Ghazal poem. I enjoyed this form, as it allowed for some mix of freedom, and convention (you'll see what I mean). Ghazals are a pretty neat format, so I highly recommend you look into them for yourself.
What Makes Him?
Is it a sense of honour, piety, and duty that makes a man?
Or maybe some form of righteous divinity that makes a man?
Maybe they’re born with blood of Achilles or Hercules,
But isn’t it quite bloody unlikely that’s what makes a man?
It could be his capacity to collect romantic conquests,
Maybe that’d cancel the majority for what makes a man?
I’ve got it, the secret is money, and power, and shiny
stuff,
Not looking good is it, my journey to what makes a man?
All I have is the soul of a Hunter, patient, and accurate,
Won’t that do, tell me now quickly is what makes a
man?Tim Hunter
Don't know why the font size changes in the last line. Not intentional. Just imagine me shouting that last one, and running screaming from the building. Shouldn't be much of a problem to imagine that for most people who know me.
ReplyDelete