Thursday, 22 March 2012

Ghazal Poem

Hello to all,
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

1 comment:

  1. 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.

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