Typically I don't bother overmuch with poetry. I went through that phase all adolescents seem to, writing bad, angsty poems about how no one understands me, blah, blah, blah... When I am inspired, I tend to concentrate on rhythm rather than rhyme, which my dear husband claims: Si metrum non habet, non est poema. Feh! Fac ut vivas!
ANYway, lately I've been drawn to the Haiku. Dunno why. I tried to find something about haiku at the used bookshop, but came up empty. I'll have to hit the library, and hope that I find what I need there.