Clouds curl over the mountaintop
like waves sloshing over rocks —
a thousand times slower,
but no less persistent
in their repetitive attempts
to swamp the leeward side.
Tiger Riding for Beginners
Traveling Poet Philosopher & Occasional Wiseacre
Tiger Riding for Beginners 
Loved the comparison of clouds to waves crashing over the rocks. Nice poem to great the morning.
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thank you
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I have a question. As you know I appreciate your poems. I think you write in open verse. Is there a meter to be followed in this?
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I don’t write exclusively one style of poetry.
Though the poem above is free verse,
sometimes I write in various fixed form styles. These include styles associated with English language poetry (e.g. common meter and Shakespearean sonnets) and also fixed forms associated with other languages (e.g. haiku / senryu / haibun from Japanese poesy — though I vary from strict rules to try to maintain some of the sparse sounding quality [English syllables average much longer than Japanese.])
Sometimes, I set out to write in a particular form (or lack of form,) but most of the time my ideas come out of free writing and a form (or lack thereof) suggests itself as I play around with a key phrase or concept. And if tetrameter works better than pentameter for a sonnet, I’ll vary. I enjoy various fixed forms, but I think it would be a miserable existence to be a poet dogmatically stuck on a particular form. I try to be flexible with tradeoffs between sound quality and form, and subject matter.
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