Contests
When it comes to poetry
I don't know a lot,
But I enter each contest
Just hoping for a spot.
The terminology to me
Is foreign and new
So I look up each form
And my best, try to do.
Acrostic and tanka
Were words I didn't know,
But I'd look up the description
And off to work I'd go.
Once upon a time
I wrote what I felt.
Now I live for each contest,
Get another under my belt.
They've become an addiction,
These contests , to me.
Still, I'm waiting on my results,
And not too patiently.
Maybe again, one day soon,
I'll write just for pleasure,
Though I'm still keeping score
To determine my measure.
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