Andrea Dietrich Poet Free verse

My Inward Journey

Studying religion
   at church and school,   
     taking  personality tests,
        and learning my Zodiac
                composed a big part
                    of my inward journey.
                           What else to it
                                 could there be?
                                   I’m not one to take
                                            self-inventory.
                                                 I simply am 
                                                      what I am.
                                                         But the years
                                                         crept up on me.
                                                       New maladies 
                                                 weighed me down.
                                            So many things
                                        piled up on me
                                   while experiences,
                              thoughts and feelings
                          then appeared as poetry!
                 Material things mean little
           as more inward I now go
      looking more and more 
 toward God.

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David Scott July 14, 2026 at 9:20 PM Well love the lay out knew where your coming from l too went to catholic school xx

sara Etgen-Baker July 13, 2026 at 3:34 PM these last four lines resonated with me: Material things mean little as more inward I now go looking more and more toward God. sending hugs, Sara Andrea Dietrich July 13, 2026 at 5:19 PM Thank you

Robert Warlov July 13, 2026 at 12:11 AM or "the shape of things to come" except, they are as Real as all that's left behind which, in the moment, we find - be still and know that I am God (In the scales perfect balance, motion ceases).

Len Gasun July 12, 2026 at 9:09 AM Wonderful journey inward my dear poet friend. Amazing poem and form! I love this. Good luck in the contest. I'm sure this will do well. Have a great day there and take care always. Hugs

Hiya Sharma July 11, 2026 at 11:34 PM Oh this insight this one holds! The journey taken to life and how these experiences have led you closer to God... absolutely beautiful, Andrea, and soul-stirring as well.. each one of us has their own soulful road to take ~ that takes us beyond materialism and makes us cherish the light! I'm glad that your feelings through poetry contribute in that! So lovely reading your words today, sending best wishes and light.

Dorothy Gibbons July 11, 2026 at 11:02 PM Andrea wow i love this so much. Love layout its like your soaring on eagles wings in your journey of life an awesome flight so resonates with my heart too . I feel such a peace when I read this going to fav it so I can go back n read often. So inspires me today thank u my friend hugs <3

Valsa George July 11, 2026 at 10:42 PM A Great journey inward. As we age, this is how it should be, dear Andrea. I feel it is a natural transformation happening in everyone with some early exposure to God and religion. Andrea Dietrich July 11, 2026 at 10:54 PM Hopefully it happens also to people with no former religious training but those who simply seek truth.

Alison A Smith July 11, 2026 at 7:54 PM Wonderful flow both visually and with verse. Andrea Dietrich July 11, 2026 at 10:55 PM Thanks, Alison

Paige Hind July 11, 2026 at 7:49 PM lovely !! the treasures of our thoughts are more than material ones :) Andrea Dietrich July 11, 2026 at 10:55 PM Thanks, Paige

Kim Rodrigues July 11, 2026 at 7:16 PM Love the form, draws us right in to your thoughts. I agree that material things mean little. Funny how that happens. Hugs, Andrea! Andrea Dietrich July 11, 2026 at 8:38 PM It really is, right? I stopped caring about buying clothes, jewelry and all kinds of stuff around retirement age

Karen Jones July 11, 2026 at 3:48 PM I enjoyed the flow and raw honesty of this. It is funny how time flies isn’t it? Great job! Karen Jones July 11, 2026 at 11:49 PM Agreed. Pray for them and perhaps it will be revealed even if not sooner but later. Andrea Dietrich July 11, 2026 at 4:59 PM Life is a blink of the eye in the whole of our eternal life. I wish I could get my friends that are unbelievers to realize this

Faye Gibson July 11, 2026 at 3:04 PM I enjoy this, Andrea; not only the words but the visual form illustrates the inward journey--like a bird or an arrow in flight. I have, also, observed your journey toward God. May we truly find that Christ is the Way, the Truth, the Life. I have been away from here too long (I guess); being more active does make me more intentional in putting pen to paper. Andrea Dietrich July 11, 2026 at 5:04 PM Hey. It IS like a bird in flight!! That wasn't even what I was going for, but I like that Andrea Dietrich July 11, 2026 at 5:00 PM It's been quite the journey for me as I have struggled with some aspects of my faith but I feel like I get it now. So nice seeing you again.

Joseph P. DiMino July 11, 2026 at 1:34 PM LOL. Well said, Andrea; yep, almost all the senior citizens I know are becoming saints in their latter years. Seldom fails. Already you know my feelings about poetry...for me poetry is Sacred. If a write is not seeking development of loftier ideals, then it is not worth the paper. Andrea Dietrich July 11, 2026 at 5:26 PM Great, Joe,!! Joseph P. DiMino July 11, 2026 at 5:17 PM My sacred are often humorous and whimsical:)) My wife laughs at most everything I do, a wonder we managed to have children. Andrea Dietrich July 11, 2026 at 5:02 PM Not all are becoming saints. Hahaha . I would revise what you said to be that all authentic poetry from the heart is sacred. But we still need to make room for the humorous and whimsical poems

Quoth Theraven July 11, 2026 at 1:09 PM Hello Andrea, Quite a journey it's been. I really like this introspective poem. The thoughts of an individual, such a special thing. No further explanation required. Life does well enough in this regard. I hope you've lived your best one. -Richard Quoth Theraven July 11, 2026 at 9:39 PM From time to time I try to stop by, smell the roses. Not as much as I'd like though. Funny how much you miss the company. "Life is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans." -John Lennon I hope your weekend is kind to you. -Richard Andrea Dietrich July 11, 2026 at 5:03 PM Thanks. And long time no see. Have you been around?

Yann Rolland July 11, 2026 at 12:57 PM this is surprising , the way to poetry is mysterious , every one has his own way, very enjoyable poem, have a sweet Sunday poet Andrea Andrea Dietrich July 11, 2026 at 5:03 PM Thanks, Yann