Connie Gildersleeve Poet Quatrain

Freeing Up My Mind

So many words competing.
Floating around in my brain.
Jumbled word of nonsense.
Waiting to be ascertained.

Unscrambling words unsought.
Emotions not yet explained.
Words need to be released.
Feelings I can no longer retain.

Writing my thoughts into verses.
Freeing me from mental fatigue.
Provoking responses in others.
Penning tales of intrigue.

Writing is the essence of my soul
Conveying my manifestations,
From drama to laughter, even tears.
Bringing me total satisfaction.


01/08/2013

For Russell Sivey's contest, "Poetry About Poetry"

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Len Gasun January 21, 2013 at 7:23 AM Congratulations on your top win my dear Connie! love/hugs, Leonora Connie Gildersleeve January 21, 2013 at 12:52 PM Thanks Leonora for your congratulations. Warm Smiles, Connie

Debra Squyres January 20, 2013 at 7:16 PM Wonderful write !! Congrats on your win !! Connie Gildersleeve January 21, 2013 at 12:54 PM Thank your Debra for your congratulations and stopping by. Warm Smiles, Connie

Skat A January 20, 2013 at 7:07 PM congrats :-) SKAT Connie Gildersleeve January 21, 2013 at 12:55 PM Thank you Skat for stopping by and your congrats. Warm Smiles Always, Connie

Sharon Smith January 20, 2013 at 2:57 PM Congratulations! A well deserved first place! Connie Gildersleeve January 20, 2013 at 5:44 PM Thank you Sharon for your congrats comment. Like most of us are brains are jumbled with too many nonsense words not yet understood. Warm, Smiles, Always, Connie

Deb Wilson January 20, 2013 at 12:31 PM this is just wonderful...congratulations on your top spot...love,Deb Connie Gildersleeve January 20, 2013 at 5:49 PM Deb thank you for your congratulations. I only wrote what most of us has felt at times. Trying to make sense of jumbled words floating around in our minds. Warm Smiles Always, Connie.

Debbie Guzzi January 20, 2013 at 11:33 AM Congrad's on your win. Light & Love Connie Gildersleeve January 20, 2013 at 5:53 PM Debbie thanks for your congrats. I wrote what most of us has felt at times with jumbled words of too many not quite making any sense. Warm Smiles Always, Connie

Mandy Tams The Golden Girl January 20, 2013 at 10:50 AM Congratulations on your tops spot Connie luv , hope you feel better soon xx Connie Gildersleeve January 20, 2013 at 5:57 PM Thanks Mandy for your congrats. I only wrote what most of us has felt at times, too many jumbled words not making any sense, but driving us crazy until we can write them down to make some kind of sense. I'm getting my staples out of my neck tomorrow. 19 ouches, like bee stings it seems. Warm Smiles Always, Connie

Vicky Tsiluma January 13, 2013 at 1:27 AM I like this Connie! Freeing up your mind - that is the essence of poetry; to ask, to answer, to state, to inform- all that wrapped up in the need to just exhale. Very well penned! Connie Gildersleeve January 13, 2013 at 3:15 PM Thanks Vicky for your beautiful comment. I normally read everyone who reads one of mine, but just having surgery is making my,mind dumb with pain meds. So please excuse me for not commenting on one of yours. Give me a few days, Warm Smiles, Connie

Harry Horsman January 12, 2013 at 8:03 AM this is wonderful Connie,, and i relate to every word...amazing poem... Connie Gildersleeve January 13, 2013 at 3:18 PM Thank you Harru for your comment. But please excuse me for not commenting on one of yours. I just had surgery and with pain meds I'm not thinking clear. Warm Smiles, Connie.

Mandy Tams The Golden Girl January 11, 2013 at 10:59 AM yes this is good Connie xx Connie Gildersleeve January 11, 2013 at 11:31 AM Thank you Mandy for your comment. I started these words a while back, just never finished it. I wanted to finish it before I went into the hospital. I'm home now and mending. PS and I will recoup together. Must where this neck brace for two months. Warm Smiles, Connie

Honestly J.T. January 8, 2013 at 6:48 PM Yes, we poets must express ourselves. Good poem - JH Connie Gildersleeve January 10, 2013 at 5:00 PM Thank you for your comment and stopping by JH. Warm Smiles