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A Poet In the Making

A diaphanous mist hangs over me Blurring my thoughts and fancy Or is it that my Muses have gone into lazy slumber? Whatever thoughts I have, they come fragmented and scrambled In no way I can piece them into a string As I try to nest them together, they wheel away like pigeons When I struggle for utterance, Like a child, I lisp at the very first word Though thoughts strike me like pellets of rain against windowpanes I fail to broil them in the crucibles of my imagination I am a miner searching for a nugget of gold In tons of drilled out mineral ore In the dead of the night, in frightening stillness I am awake, with a pen in my hand A heavy weight pulling me down Caught in a creative maelstrom, I whirl and whirl I hope the ink will soon spill over Scrawling coherent lines and letters Like an emboldened farmer, I sow seeds of my thoughts into a land barren, Not fecund enough and not watered with imagination! Who can say some of them won’t strike root Even in the cleft of a rock and struggle bravely into sunshine Spreading over their sterile birth place With beauties any eye would love to behold! I wait for that moment... Yes, I am a poet in the making...! October.1.2022 ~ Placed Seventh~ 2022 Marathon mile.23 Poetry Contest Sponsor -Mark Toney

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W J Clarke

Date: 1/5/2023 9:46:00 AM

'Yes, I am a Poet in the Making...' You are a poet - a Poet Laureate. Congratulations on your beautiful win.

Lin Lane

Date: 1/5/2023 6:35:00 AM

From the diaphanous cliff to the cleft of a rock your lines held my interest. Congratulations, Valsa.

Mark Toney

Date: 1/4/2023 8:47:00 PM

Valsa, I love how you delightfully describe the physical and mental challenges of "A Poet in the Making." Your metaphors are superb! "Though thoughts strike me like pellets of rain against windowpanes ~ I fail to broil them in the crucibles of my imagination ~ I am a miner searching for a nugget of gold ~ In tons of drilled out mineral ore." A Fav for me. Congratulations on your win on Mile 23 of my 2022 Poetry Marathon Contest. Keep your running shoes on because Mile 24 has already started.

Valsa George
Date: 1/5/2023 5:49:00 AM

Thanks a lot Mark for this recognition and wonderful comment. I feel thrilled and honored. We all owe so much to you for holding this contest in such an organized way. May the New year be one of great blessings for you and your family.

Susan Ashley

Date: 1/4/2023 6:31:00 PM

Dearest Valsa, you are a divine poetess of enchantment and you never fail to capture my heart's imagination. The rich texture and emotional depth of your imagery and metaphors leave me in awe. Your brilliant poetic gift shines in this exceptional piece! Congratulations for your excellent win in Mark's contest. Warmest wishes, my inspiring friend.. ~Susan

Jennifer Proxenos

Date: 10/3/2022 9:11:00 AM

You are certainly more than a poet in the making - your talent shows with every curve your poetic line you chooses to turn at. This is a quality you have humbleness within every write you post. So well penned my friend. Hugs and blessings, Jennifer.

Valsa George
Date: 10/3/2022 9:22:00 AM

I feel flattered dear Jenny. So nice getting a beautiful comment from you after a long while. Unfortunately, we all are busy and we don't get enough time to read the beautiful poems posted in hundreds everyday. Hope you keep fine ! Love and hugs !

Gershon Wolf

Date: 10/1/2022 8:09:00 PM

Amazing account of the inner workings of Valsa George's poetic gift... Quite remarkable... As for me, I throw a number of darts at the board, hoping one or two will stick. (Another beer, please...)* ~ Gershon *Actually that was just for effect; I don't drink.

Valsa George
Date: 10/3/2022 9:18:00 AM

All of us throw darts.... one or two will stick. That's more than enough. Enjoyed your analogy and thanks a lot !

Bill Baker

Date: 10/1/2022 4:48:00 PM

A dear friend and poet you are, Valsa. I enjoyed your creative poem about our process. It's hard to wait when I want to write, but sometimes the time isn't right yet for my words. Thanks for sharing from your heart, Bill

Valsa George
Date: 10/3/2022 9:16:00 AM

Thanks a lot dear Bill for accepting me as a dear friend ! Also much gratitude for your lovely comment

Suzanne Delaney

Date: 10/1/2022 4:44:00 PM

Love your musings about awakening the muse. I love to find plants that have rooted among the rocks. They are a strong metaphor for survival. Thanks for your visit today. SuZ

Valsa George
Date: 10/3/2022 9:13:00 AM

The plants sprouting from clefts of rock are indeed symbols of the fight for survival ! Thanks Suzanne for your insightful comment.

Victor Buhagiar

Date: 10/1/2022 11:36:00 AM

My muse is certainly asleep. I think your poetry is great.

Valsa George
Date: 10/3/2022 9:10:00 AM

With a muse asleep, how can you bring out poems everyday like hot cakes! Thanks for commenting dear Victor !

Rico Leffanta

Date: 10/1/2022 10:52:00 AM

Thoughts seldom knock at a closed door! Enjoyed your report! Aloha!

Valsa George
Date: 10/3/2022 9:08:00 AM

Thanks a lot Rico.... ! Sometimes thoughts withdraw without knocking :(

L Milton Hankins

Date: 10/1/2022 9:06:00 AM

A wonderful reflection, Valsa. I suspect we are all poets "in the making." I really liked your thought-provoking poem.

Valsa George
Date: 10/1/2022 9:29:00 AM

In a way, we are all poets in the making. Sure. We all aspire to improve ourselves. Thank you Milton for finding this poem thought provoking.

Sotto Poet

Date: 10/1/2022 6:35:00 AM

The sprouts of a concept already had blossomed into a delightful lyrical aptitude as a result of your implementation. You already qualify as a phenomenal poet dear Valsa. Have a wonderful weekend and best regards

Valsa George
Date: 10/1/2022 8:58:00 AM

Thanks a lot dear Lasaad ! I don't think I can ever write poems of your depth. My style is quite simple.

Vijay Pandit

Date: 10/1/2022 5:50:00 AM

You are already a superb poet my friend. Seeds of thoughts have already blossomed into a delightful poetic prowess. Enjoy the gift.

Valsa George
Date: 10/1/2022 8:56:00 AM

Wow....! Thank you. But that's too much of a compliment. When I read poems of people like you, I wish if I could improve myself