Let’s burn like salamanders – slant rhyme for dVerse


you raising my desire – sugar
squeezed inside our pressure cooker
when you scream “I hate your guts”
I ponder if I’ll have you shot
but moxie vixens make me hot
to sass like yours I tip my hat
so dance and share my drowsy joint
and cease to care ’bout brownie points
I’ll make them leave – my Russian ladies
we’ll be alive – my luscious baby
we’ll share the shade lugubrious sweetheart
and paint graffiti tags as dubious treaty
let crimson anger mix with cyan danger
colorized like prison chambers
and burn to ash like salamanders

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Today at dVerse Karin a.k.a Manicddaily makes us do slant rhyme. I have tried to push myself into writing some rap-like rhymes. Come join us at 3 PM EST.

May 22, 2014

43 responses to “Let’s burn like salamanders – slant rhyme for dVerse

  1. Slant Rhyme. Kinda got it when I read: Let’s burn like salamanders, but looked it up to be sure. I think I have been doing it, from time to time without realizing it (in fact, I know I have) . . . so I liked this post (and your poem) very much. Slant rhyme has an edgy realism to it (while still maintaining a great rhythmic cadence – hence, I suppose its use in rap) that is, often, difficult to maintain throughout a piece (particularly, when – like me – one heads, blithely, off in a direction one hasn’t quite got a handle on) – though, I gather, variations of this vowel or consonant stressed syllable rhyme/near rhyme can be found throughout the history of poetry. Another great post, Björn.

  2. I do enjoy reading (and writing) slant rhyme – this was fantastical in its style, Bjorn – talk about high stakes! I love the fact that you wrote it in bed – I was scribbling away at a very dark short story last night in bed and am now struggling to read some of my hand-written words! Loved the use of colour in this too – a great piece!

  3. ha. you did have a bit of fun in this on…rather campy…made me smile all the way through….
    the painting of graffiti as a dubious retreat was one of my fav lines…fun piece.

  4. You really let rip here: love those rhymes, like the russian ladies and the sugar babies. If this is what slant rhyme is, then it isn’t so bad 🙂

  5. very neat rhythm to this…and until reading this, I had no idea of the mythology of salamanders and their connection with fire.

  6. haha my goodness… what a verse… different side of you björn… maybe that’s because you’re traveling to the wrong san jose…smiles

  7. Our poetic minds melded, brother, for I went all gangsta too, and the slant rhymes piled up like bangers on bonfires. I agree with others that many of us, while using free verse, have the liberty to rhyme, or not rhyme, or near-rhyme as the words flow, unbridled with specificity of form. Like you line /let crimson anger mix with cyan danger/.

  8. Yours was the first poem I read with slant rhyme….though i did not comment earlier. Such strong language. I especially like the last line….as I picture the burning of salamanders. Not sure about those Russian ladies today….

  9. every time i read your poem i learn something new…as i googled that cartoon above i discovered a treasure trove..great lines Björn…

  10. Doesn’t sound mean enough to be really rap. Although you’ve got the beat right, your lovable, sweet self shines through – it sounds more like someone playing at the end of a week … which is great fun anyway, nothing wrong with that!

  11. I just loved hearing you read this Bjorn–lots of fun words, and some very effective imagery too even though it is tongue in cheek, quite a bit of truth, too. The salamander-alchemy image is also perfect here. Good stuff!

  12. I love this poem! It’s fantastic fun to read; every line made me smile just as much as the one prior. Thanks for sharing it. So often I think that the fun has completely fallen out of poetry. Not so here.

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