Doggerel Verse
I've had a mixed relationship with poetry over the course of my life; I loved the comic verse of poets like Lewis Carrol, Ogden Nash, and Hilaire Belloc as a child, but high-school English handled the subject by examining almost no poems I actually enjoyed and analyzing the ones it did cover absolutely to death, like butterflies plunked in formaldehyde and pinned to a board. I didn't get a feel for composing poetry, either; I had little grasp of metre or imagery, and my curriculum was so single-mindedly fixated on one particular view of the latter that you got the sense that it wasn't real poetry unless it was a torturously obtuse allegory for something-or-other.
(Lemmetellya, nothing exasperates an appreciator of finely-crafted nonsense like having it obsessively drilled into one's head that "The Walrus and the Carpenter" is inarguably coded political commentary on European imperialism and only noteworthy as such.)
This changed a little over the years; hearing my dad recite old MAD Magazine spoofs of popular songs and then discovering "Weird Al" Yankovic eventually got me to try my hand at filk, which gave me a lot of practice with rhyme and scansion, but it wasn't 'til I started playing around with fixed verse forms in early 2025 that I finally got a handle on composing poetry of my own; having a defined structure turned the process into a kind of word-puzzle, for me, and my love of language-play did the rest. I don't have nearly as much experience with it as prose, but I'm definitely enjoying finding a new way to stretch myself as a writer =^_^=