unfairly, the adverb
carries responsibility
for laxity in poetry
as if every -ly lazily falls into
a slot active language deserves
but
isn’t all language live
and if
I don’t use these tools
properly
writing a poem
will seem
like building a house
hammerless
and using a shoe for the job
Susan Daniels Poetry 
Susan, this is so clever – you are so right! love the shoe… nice touch!
Hee hee–I was feeling a tad rebellious today, after rereading my semicolon poem 😉
Glad it gave you a smile.
rebellion suits you well!
Rules is there to be broken – once you know how to follow them 🙂
You being so correct, Panda!
Yay! I see what you’re saying.. hang on that’s a milestone for this poppet! 🙂
🙂 Awesome!
There you go again. 🙂
🙂 that’s me, Ms. Rebel… Don’t know what happened to my comment, other than my keyboard tray decided to fall off as I was typing before 😉
All my favorite artists break the rules. Nice one. Break on…
Mine too, and will keep on keepin’ on 😉
Thanks, Terry!
Rules, accepted practices, etc are made to be broken. Knowledge of options and their usage matters. Intent matters. A writer draws on a wide repertoire of tools and means to shape the story and its conveyance.
The unintended, that is where we trip. Someone I well respect once wrote a legal decision that applied to many people (due to a mass action.) One three-letter omitted word changed everything. Consider ‘you were laid off by your employer’ vs ‘you were laid by your employer’…
As a novelist, I avoid adverbs in my work, but my canvas is 100,000 words of wiggle room. And even then if I felt it worked for me in a given situation, I’d do it.
Oh, so well said. There are times only one specific tool will work, and then it is silly not to use it, no matter what anyone says–like how you put it.
you are so good and very clever
Thank you. I will never be “good” because I love adverbs and semicolons too much 😉
silly silly woman
I had to say it… I am all for OWNING my shat.
own it and roll all over in it. You my dear are wonderful. and I am not saying that because I am a hormonal menstruating shrew without a brain….
ROFL! Brainless, hormonal menstruating shrews of the world, unite!
march on sista
🙂
Oh, wait, I take that back–we have brains–they are just hopelessly steeped in estrogen until they go soft.
laughing oooh you are on a roll. Can’t wait to see what you write next. I’ll get my thinking (dunce) cap on for some reading words later
Hee, hee. Thank you. I have something on IP that’s really, really really rough that I am writing, inspired by Celestine (whom I adore), but too rough to share yet. Kind of showing the process from start to finish 😉
mm I am curious now
would love some input… Second version is up now, but not done yet
reading it now. first stanza is bothering me
I KNOW… I might totally ditch the first stanza. I do that a lot–it is my revving-up phase.