Casualty of your Cruelty Contest. Sponsored by Sara Jama. 5/2/25
Whilst there is some poetic licence in the poem this actually happened to me when i joined soup back in 2014 and it it hadn't been for supportive poets i would have given up!
A poetry virgin... that was me going through a purple patch, a dismal dark period in life Desperately needing an outlet to focus on instead of the now... this trying time I had to endure I joined Poetry Soup to have fun My ultimate aim was just to bring a smile to others. But 'HE' couldn’t stand the fact that what I called my simple scribbles were more popular than his sonnets... He considered himself a poetry God and me? He referred to me as just a pathetic poet, penning poop So, the belittling of my poems, and the cruel comments about them began He was SO desperate to be top dog, even challenging me to a poetry duel. The tide of his anger turned against me as if they were waves trying to crush me. He was obsessed with putting me down, drowning me in his wake. I was at an all-time low ebb in life Finally, I couldn't take it anymore. My notepad scribbles were smudged, stained with the torrent of my tears My pen bled ink blots like blood, then dried up like a creek devoid of rain. For seven dismally long days, I wrote nothing. BUT powerful persuasion from poetry pals forced me to face the reality I needed to see. "Why should you allow that puffed up pompous prick to stop you from writing what you feel?" That was a wakeup call for me. More than just a change in the wind. Eleven years have passed; I am STILL here... with two books published under my name. There are still trolls who like to torment and demean me, I will never, EVER... give another troll the opportunity to do me in!
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