I consider myself a student of poetry and love to play around with as many forms as possible. However, every so often, a poem just flows from my pen…and I leave it there- sans punctuation – as I would while writing free- verse poetry. It’s a liberating experience to forget about full stops and dotting ‘i’s’ for a change. This cherita poem reflects my feelings on the topic.
Life is too short for dotting and crossing
or fussing over a new-born poem..
I leave the ‘i’s’ and the ‘t’s’ where they lie
I change nothing
just the way it is
Real Toads– Fussy little forms- Cherita
Poetry pantry at Poets United #428