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I just found myself clicking and reading one of my favorite poet's Jennifer Proxenos poem's called An Early Addiction In which she spells out her joy and love for poetry and how she got started Which inspired me to try make sense and write or tell my story After all is not the point of great poetry to inspire other's And i realized i have been posting on soup for over 10 year's now Given my lack of patience and limited attention span 10 year's may as well be a lifetime to me The only thing i can recount or recall when it comes to poetry is that my Dad wrote a poem for my niece Kayleigh Otherwise i have no starting point from which to begin As when it comes to school i was never interested in english and barely passed with a D To this day my spelling is atrocious and my gramma little better Sad as it may be to admit but i can count the number of books i have read on the fingers on one hand and that's discounting index finger and thumb My sister was an accomplished english student and even joked it took me a week to read a comic I only started or even wrote my first poem closer to fourty than thirty year's of age How on earth and why i'll never know but i am eternally grateful i did My only regret is i did not start before my father died and i could not share my poem's and poetry with him And although i am not a poet persay more like a driver who needs assistance and to use a sat-nav to get places may need to cheat and use spell check That my wrote and verse which posted ascertained as ugly duckling attempted writting to me is shrouded in my inner thought expresses Are to this day still some of my most proud achievement once reading back So much so i struggle to find the me in self and fully grasp my worth Yet here i write and stand cap in hand begging fir an auidance proud of most of what i have wrote Poetry is a passion Poetry is my drug Not merely just a hobby Or passing phase So cheers Yours Sincerely Kind regards Thanks anyone for reading From i the understated Undersigned Christopher of Flaherty

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Date: 1/20/2021 10:34:00 PM
LOve this, like those comments below, i'm too inspired by your wonderful beginnings.
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Christopher Flaherty
Date: 1/24/2021 9:25:00 AM
Cheers Harry.H Sir Much obliged and appreciative of your kind comments Thanking you Kind regards
Date: 1/17/2021 5:50:00 PM
Hi, Chris, what a lovely write, I surely enjoyed it. I am not much of a good poet, but I do love to read everyone's poems, you all are amazing. It's amazing how a poem can speak to your heart and soul in the loudest volume of silent, and makes you cry, laugh, love, sad, and inspire you in so many ways...
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Christopher Flaherty
Date: 1/17/2021 8:40:00 PM
Cheers Akkina thank you so much for your kind comments.
Date: 1/17/2021 3:22:00 PM
Got a lump in my throad reading your poem... the first time my mum said she was proud of me was when i stood on the stage in front of 600 people and recited some of my poems... i began to write when hubby had cancer surgery 2013 and i wrote splendid isolation as my father had forbid me to tell mum my hubby was ill (I've never been a poetry fan ever so I am amazed how I adore it now) one day i WILL do a book just to say i did it... as for my father he died in 2015 neither me nor mum have grieved
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Christopher Flaherty
Date: 1/17/2021 3:39:00 PM
Also likewise Jan Me and poetry dont make sense or fit in the slightest either. Funny come to think of it now i started writting after my died of cancer. Most of it is in fact a dedication to him
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Christopher Flaherty
Date: 1/17/2021 3:35:00 PM
Jesus Jan That fir me would tske some serious ball's reading one of my poems out loud let alone in front of 600 people. Likewise like your dad im not sure what grieving achieves bevause i never did either but probably on high end sight should have and would have benifited from it

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