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Taking the Poetry Plunge
I came to poetry a novice, a neophyte, a fledgling oh sure, I had written as a child . . . but that was just the writing of a tenderfoot as my life became more grievous and woeful I found myself mournful and melancholy with a a dolorous melody replaying over and over in my head the years of repression and suppressed pain, and denial had left me with shyness and inhibition . . . I needed to write my sorrowfulness but felt a barrier confused and struggling with my thoughts and words I would flounder, fumble, tumble and stumble with fear- then, I took the plunge . . . I had spent a lot of time in the beginning reading poetry most poems were beautiful or lovely sensual rhapsodies but many were just big words extravagant to me . . . some just a pompous bombast of rage and ranting lecherous and blustering and well not my style I wanted to write poems with depth in every form possible but, I read on and inside me a fire burned . . . it had no flame but was just a glowing smolder simmering I suppressed my passion until I was totally ready the timely care and preparation served me well . . . and with divine providence- I let my pen drip on white it dripped and dripped until it was bleeding words, syllables, phrases finally, I was able to set my emotions free . . . ____________________________ May 21, 2019 Poetry/Free Verse/Taking The Poetry Plunge Copyright Protected, ID 19-1145-887-02 All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym. Written for the Eight Word Free Verse Challenge sponsor, John Hamilton Second Place
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