The page was disarmingly bare until
A vowel was let loose
From the closely packed consonants
In some pararhymed frenzy,
And an adjective was unstrapped
From its noun
As the verb looked intransigent
Suggesting an independent spirit
As it allowed the infinitive to split!
This let prepositions
Reclaim their right to go last
Usurping the full stop
From its perch.
Capital letters began to look uncertain
As proper nouns demanded to be improper,
And paragraphs questioned how long they had left.
Lyrical poems asked where the music had gone
As figures of speech questioned when
Their number was up.
As for the Ode, it called in the Receiver
And demanded all debts be paid.
Rhyming couplets discussed a trial separation
And the Haiku had to go through
A three line whip to make its mark.
As for the simile and metaphor,
They decided on direct action
An explosion of rhyme, meaning and structure
All wrapped in a rich stream
Of ironic, metric symmetry.