By Nesher Ehrman
A favorite hobby of mine is to write freestyle poetry. It sounds weird, which is good, because that’s what it is, but it can also sometimes come out surprisingly good. The idea is to just write sentences as fast as you think of them, with the only caveat being – it has to rhyme. That’s all. Once you’re done, you look back and read what you’ve written. It’s like a look at your subconscious, letting your forebrain take a rest while you run on automatic. It can be very interesting.
Writing out some lines while you’re staring at the screen,
If you don’t think what you write then it might come out obscene
The words just flow, they come right out, and go just as they may
And some ideas will dissappear, while others here to stay
A word which has no meaning is seldom understood
But who was the first who said a piece of tree was wood?
There must have been a person who moved on from grunts and squeals
Just as the first caveman turned “rolling” into wheels
Inventions may come naturally, or for them you have to strive
But that is what it means when we say we are alive
You see? Like I said, pretty weird, but at the same time, it can also be kind of interesting. If you’re feeling adventurous, try writing some of your own freestyle poetry in the comments.