A Poet Was Born Today
Coming into My Own As a Poet
It hit me today, with a poem of great
beauty I wrote.
Assiduously avoided, naturally.
(As I had expected.)
And that's as fine, as fine can be!
It literally hit me over my head!
My plans are to not sell myself out
to two devils:
A Crown and the Cape of Popularity!
I don't want the rank and file following
me like lemmings!
Why? Go exploring and find the pearls
of non-bests here!
I dare you! I entreat you to read them.
I have no idea what happened to me
in writing that poem.
I just knew that a door opened and it
screamed at me..
"Panagiota,you made your own home"
The flooring is not made of comments!
But of the sturdy, unbreakable soul of
Panagiota, me!
I gave up theater of the absurd of
Being the Best of anything here.
I choose not to be best in anything
anymore...
Except in crafting my verse.
To be honest, too. I cannot compete
in any contests ,unless they are only
the written word.
Images and sound do not a great
poem make.
I do appreciate them greatly, be clear.
Thanks to the group who got me going
on this road....and all the new ones to
discover as I grow, so they find the
gleaming golden candle in their soul.
Thank you all and with love~
Panagiota, a new born poet
5/17/2019
111pm PST
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2019
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