Nascetur Ridiculus Mus

[Il Dante]

Parturiunt montes, nascetur ridiculus mus

I'm overflowing with frustration
Because I cannot find a theme
On which to base some new creation
Of poetry; my muse could scream.

I'm having so much trouble rhyming,
And massive are my metric woes;
I can't get right the blasted timing,
And on and on and on it goes.

I put my poem through contortion
To try and make it all align;
My meaning suffers gross distortion,
Disorder has displaced design.

I just can't seem to write a poem,
It's far too difficult for me;
But maybe someday I will show 'em
My lyric mediocrity.

My poetry the tongue abuses:
You'd scare a child with lines like these!
For heavens' sakes! Where are the muses
Who've vacated the premises?

So now, my friends, you all can savor
The work of this poetic louse,
For out of mountains' worth of labor:
The birth of a ridic'lous mouse!

[PrinceMyshkin]

Bloody hilarious, deft and witty! Thanks.

[Hawkman]

Outstanding! An absoulute dream/scream - Encore!

[Babyguile]

free-verse is your new friend

[OctopusGarden]

free-verse is your new friend

Granted a couple rhymes felt a little forced (which is something I have trouble with often when trying to rhyme), I liked the rhyme and rhythm of the piece.

[dizzydoll]

Very bouncy, making a mountain out of a mole hill I see, lol. you are an excellent writer. Like the hare in Alice. panic panic. lol. :willy_nilly: I love it.

[Buh4Bee]

Very good fun!! Well worth the effort and time it took to create this little gem.

[Il Dante]

Thanks all for the kind comments. And yes, a few of the rhymes were a bit forced. Pure laziness on my part is what it was.

I was inspired to write this poem by a song composed by my sister. She made up a short song about how she can't find any way to rhyme—but the song rhymes. The irony of that caused me to want to write this. I wanted to write a poem in which the semantic content of the words and the form of the poem contradicted each other.

What's even more ironic was that the poem practically wrote itself; it wasn't "mountains' worth of labor" at all.