Losing my Cool

Udit Bhatia invented cascade poetry in 2007. This relatively new style of poetry got its name because it should flow down the page in a waterfall effect. The poem’s structure is simple and relies on the refrain to create the cascading rhythm. The magic of these poems centers around the refrain. The unmetered poems vary in theme depending on the poet’s desire. The only rule used when writing a cascade is that all the lines in the first paragraph are repeated at the ends of every stanza that follows. I will call this cascade poem Losing my Cool.

Structure of a cascade poem and Losing my Cool

The lines are represented as ABC.

  1. The first line ends with line A.
  2. The second line ends with Line B.
  3. The third line ends with line C.

I had written this form of poetry before and had fun with it. I plan to start the month of March using this style. The length of the stanza can vary. There is no rule about sticking to three lines. The thing to remember is that the longer the stanza, the more complicated the poem.

Losing my Cool

I am losing my cool as I age
Walking in small steps is lame
It’s hard to keep up when you lag behind
The war between opposing generations for cool

I remember when rock-n-roll was all the rage
The Rolling Stones gathered no moss.
Led Zeppelin sang about stairways
I am losing my cool as I age

These days nothing is the same
Everything cost a pretty penny
And people worship their phone
Walking in small steps is lame

I remember when we tried to expand our mind
In search of a particle of truth
But I guess we never trusted anyone over thirty
It’s hard to keep up when you lag behind

There is a simple unwritten rule.
The more things change the more they stay the same
We fight a battle for the supremacy of the age
The war between opposing generations for cool


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12 thoughts on “Losing my Cool

  1. That reminds me of that quote from the Simpsons.

    I’m young, but that’s why I don’t chase arbitrary fads and youth because all it’ll do is make me upset about the past and not prepare for my future. (I know people who are upset because they turned 20 and they no longer can be a dumb, worthless teen with no responsibilities).

    I don’t believe anyone alive at 45 dies mentally at 45 or stops being able to learn unless they have a disability. The Rolling Stones might be “old” but it doesn’t mean they’re not cool.

    Do you need everyone to feel you and like what you like so you’ll be cool? Does it really matter? Especially losing yourself and your dignity because you’re not young and hip or whatever.

  2. I don’t know about you, but I’m finding it a distinct relief not to worry about being hep any more ~ life on the sidelines is more restful, doncha think? Great poem, though, and great title for it 👏👏

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