How do you write a poem?


#1

I’d like to write a poem. I’ve got the subject matter and a few images and feelings and also a few metaphors already in lines.
How do I now turn it into a ‘poem’? A proper one.

TIA


#2

write down what you feel like.


#3

make sure there’s a bunch of capital Letters though and use a nice font.


#4

There once was a gal called Elaina
A poem was stuck in her brain-a
She posted on DiS
To ask for assist
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#5

Start by declaring where the young man is from.
Second line should indicate something about the young man that rhymes with where he’s from.
Slip in two shorter lines that rhyme with each other, designed for quicker delivery
Then, wrap it up with a callback rhyme to the opening couplet.


#6

Are they the only rules, doesn’t there have to be a rhythm?


#7

elaina ignore all of us and go here, then find the form you like and use the rules

https://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poems/other/


#8

definitely doesn’t have to rhyme.


#9

and this link is similarly helpful

https://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/article-poetic-forms


#10

I tend to just go for free verse and rearrange the words/lines to what feels best

G’luck OP! Writing poems is great fun :slight_smile:


#11

ok I think I understand now


#12

yeah. i think free verse is great for certain situations. i think forms are helpful, in fact, if you want to feel emboldened in having a go


#13

just put one foot in front of the other


#14

I wrote a poem recently, really have no barometer to know whether it’s any good or not so my default feeling towards it is embarrassment.


#15

guys, this was a good pun, where’s my likes?


#16

Yes I feel the same about my lines


#17

You simply have to take your time,

And make sure that your poem rhymes,

And once it’s done,

All written down,

Please file away,

Never to be found,

Because on someone else,

You must not inflict,

As poetry is undeniably

Shit


#18

really liked it at the time but I feel like it’s too “oh I wrote a poem!” now


#19

never would have known this so I’m actually glad you pointed out you were making a witty comment :slight_smile:


#20

let us all take a moment to pay tribute to the greatest bad poet in history <3

http://www.mcgonagall-online.org.uk/gems/death-and-burial-of-lord-tennyson

Alas! England now mourns for her poet that’s gone-
The late and the good Lord Tennyson.
I hope his soul has fled to heaven above,
Where there is everlasting joy and love.

He was a man that didn’t care for company,
Because company interfered with his study,
And confused the bright ideas in his brain,
And for that reason from company he liked to abstain.

He has written some fine pieces of poetry in his time,
Especially the May Queen, which is really sublime;
Also the gallant charge of the Light Brigade-
A most heroic poem, and beautifully made.

He believed in the Bible, also in Shakespeare,
Which he advised young men to read without any fear;
And by following the advice of both works therein,
They would seldom or never commit any sin.

Lord Tennyson’s works are full of the scenery of his boyhood,
And during his life all his actions were good;
And Lincolnshire was closely associated with his history,
And he has done what Wordsworth did for the Lake Country.

His remains now rest in Westminster Abbey,
And his funeral was very impressive to see;
It was a very touching sight, I must confess,
Every class, from the Queen, paying a tribute to the poet’s greatness.

The pall-bearers on the right of the coffin were Mr W. E. H. Lecky,
And Professor Butler, Master of Trinity, and the Earl of Rosebery;
And on the left were Mr J. A. Froude and the Marquis of Salisbury,
Also Lord Selborne, which was an imposing sight to see.

There were also on the left Professor Jowett,
Besides Mr Henry Whyte and Sir James Paget,
And the Marquis of Dufferin and the Duke of Argyll,
And Lord Salisbury, who seemed melancholy all the while.

The chief mourners were all of the Tennyson family,
Including the Hon. Mr and Mrs Hallam Tennyson, and Masters Lionel and Aubrey,
And Mr Arthur Tennyson, and Mr and Mrs Horatio Tennyson;
Also Sir Andrew Clark, who was looking woe begone.

The bottom of the grave was thickly strewn with white roses,
And for such a grave kings will sigh where the poet now reposes;
And many of the wreaths were much observed and commented upon,
And conspicuous amongst them was one from Mrs Gladstone.

The Gordon boys were there looking solemn and serene,
Also Sir Henry Ponsonby to represent the Queen;
Likewise Henry Irving, the great tragedian,
With a solemn aspect, and driving his brougham.

And, in conclusion, I most earnestly pray,
That the people will erect a monument for him without delay,
To commemorate the good work he has done,
And his name in gold letters written thereon!