It just is:

[billy]

First edit; long overdue.
thanks to all who gave feedback, it was remiss of me not to do an edit before now. i alterered the ville line and took leanne's advice with some of the wordage. . i left fizz and gargoyle but did consider a change when i was editing. i'm hoping the fifth verse works a little better now (i went for constant meter). anyway, thanks for all the help via feedback.

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It Just is


You can have inherent talent
but poetings' a craft;
bricklaying text to build a wall
will not create a raft.

To be an architect of script
or make a buttress fly.
To build an arch that's eloquent
or make a gargoyle cry.

The master builder knows which bit
to keep or crop, to lay
a thought within a sandstone block,
or stained-glass windows pray.

How we castrate syntax and sin
dictates what should have stood.
No artist' blight or grammar spin
our passion spills the blood.

With chaos, periods, and pain;
the skill to wreak at will,
with curly quill, or stick in sand;
voilà , a villanelle

From this point on, and rightly so
we etch, create and fizz.
We teach ourselves, we brood and flow
and with a little knowledge know
                                                that poetry just is...

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You can have inherent talent

but poetings' a craft;
bricklaying text to build a wall
will not create a raft.

To be an architect of script
or make a buttress fly.
To build an arch that's eloquent
or make a gargoyle cry.

The master builder knows which bit
to keep or crop and how to lay,
a thought within a sandstone block
to let a stained-glass window pray.

How we manipulate syntax and sin
dictates-- what could or should have stood--
no casual blight or grammar call
but with passion splash our blood.

In chaos logic hides, in periods and pain
we gain the skill to wreak at will,
havoc with curly quill, or stick in sand
in sonnet triolet or ville

From this point on, and rightly so
we create, we etch, we fizz.
We teach ourselves, we brood and flow
and with a little knowledge know
that poetry just is...

i had some spare time so took granny's advice and made a poem out of a post i did in the poets discussion forum
do realise some words are repeated.