Sonnetary Confinement

Ten syllables, five iambs, ending rhymes:
On such as these are built the sonnet form.
Although great verse is bred from such designs,
Amorphous lines are typically the norm
For poets less concerned with classic sounds
And rhythms. Those preferring freer verse
Find older, rigid meters push the bounds
Of comfort when they write. The forms are worse
For wear – or so they say. Myself, I find
Those “older, rigid meters” free the soul,
Allowing fresh expression of a kind
Unheard these days; less form means less control.
Perhaps in feeling this, I stand alone;
But snubbing structure? That I can’t condone.