Friday, 26 February 2016

STRUCTURED PROSE is a form of language which applies ordinary grammatical structure and natural flow of speech rather than a rhythmic structure. Meter etc is replaced by pauses implied by the syntax, thus,and thereby the limiting factor of one human breath is naturally incorporated in the cadence thereof to facilitate the capability of reciting it aloud.


Poetry like music, appeals to the ear, an effect known as euphony. Poetry's proper culmination is to be read aloud by someone's voice,  becomes the proper medium for the poem. Every speaker intuitively  is the 'voice' of the poem by [ intonation, the matter of sound making sense, controlled through pitch and stress  poetry aloud  makes clear the "pause" as an element of poetry.Each reading aloud is a unique one off ,never to be repeated experience, an AS IS moment.


The true way of communicating verse ,whether prose or otherwise is as oral art form from speech to ear thus being both oral and aural to make this  'as is' moment or an arrested moment  preferably recited by the author poet.


Examples of my structured prose appear below .

All the info and poetry herein may be used for educational purposes provided due acknowledgement is given and a advice there of is emailed to Strandbg@aol.com


THREE SCORE AND TEN


AGE comes upon. us gradually,realisation
hits us all of a sudden.Hearing no longer
acute,coments and questions will need a
repeat for our world is no longer distinct.
One day we need assistance with what
others voice and say.Deficient,an aid. to
complement the grey.
AGE comes upon us so gradually realisation
hits us all of a sudden.Floaters appear in our
eye,magnification is needed for things both
near and far,the door is ajar.
AGE comes upon us so gradually realisation 
hits us all of sudden.Fingers have nodules
and bumps,no longer grip and to prevent a
fall,we walk with a stick.
 
Wisdom and experience of life is ignored,
not wanted at all.Absent the mind,sometimes
'senior moments' we recall for the realisation
of age,so gradual creeps up on us all.

 


WHAT IS THE POINT
What is the point?A comment so
often made,a question  in some
bored moment.A reflection to pass
away some dull moments ‘til something
other provides a momentary distraction
to fill the mind with a temporal
train of thought.Soon the question
is then forgotten.Life is too short
is it not?Yes it is,pick up the ‘obits’
read the news,watch the straplines
on the twenty-four hour news.Yes
life is often very short for some!
The question then becomes so
acute and relevant.What is the
point?The point,dear friend is to
find the answer to living.What
is that you ask?To turn back to
your maker and live out His unique
design.He created you.That is the point!

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