Hour seven

Form

I do not write form poems,
But, being asked to do so
As a poetry marathon prompt,
I put my pen to paper.

I do try my best, but
I do not write form poems,
Try as i might, my pen
Wishes to do its own thing.

No rhythm, rhyme or reason,
I let the poem speak its truth,
I do not write form poems,
But tell my stories anyway.

Snapshots of a life in words,
Moments caught in time,
The words will come however they may, for
I do not write form poems.

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