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After entering the 'One Word' contest, I thought to myself,                                                                              'What a concept for a poem'. I believe that I and other                                                                                          writers are the better for it when we are called upon to be                                                                              creative and original. My congrats to the contest sponsor*.

At first, I wasn't sure that I really understood such a contest.                                                                          Being relatively new to poetry, I had never heard of such.                                                                                       Just when I was about to allow my ignorance to take over,                                                                                       I decided to 'go for it'. After all, what did I have to lose?

As I seriously thought and meditated on a possible entry to                                                                                       the contest, it seemed to have come quicker than I anticipated.                                                                    Perhaps there was something inside of me, something cornered,                                                                                        something trapped, needing a cause and a reason to dislodge myself                                                                of my forbearing ways and come out. The coming out often does not                                                                   involve others longing to assist. So often, the one holding the poetry                                                              captive is the only one capable of letting it out. Sadly, often the poem                                                                                      never gets out.  It is in challenging offers like the 'One Word'  contest                                                                                  that awakens the poet to the poetry trapped inside.

The word "Inside-out" occurred to me when I realized that for more than                                                                                50 years I allowed the poetry inside of me to lay dormant, unignited, and                                                  unstirred. It was inside, but until I allowed it to exit, it would never become                                      "Inside-out",. Unfortunately, the life-giving words of poetry were being held                                       hostage, bargaining for the unknown.

Moreover, the trouble with that is the misery that boiled inside of me,                                                                       the torment inside of me, the fear of the possibility of leaving this world                                                    with something meant to be left behind.  'Inside' was the poetry, but                                                                serving no one's interest, not even my own.  "Inside-out" was born                                                                when I dared myself to begin the journey. Now, I am a happy camper.

090620PSCtest, Completely Your Choice (5), Brain Strand. NA                                                                                                                                                           *Bobby May. Contest 2, Second Chance NA, Chantelle Anne Cooke
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