My Truths

This is not a poem; this is a piece of my soul.--by writer

                        Yes, I string words into poems--
            At least that’s what I think they are,
In this language I was not born with but acquired.
Every word and phrase is a labor on my part.
                        You may say I’m too ambitious
To dabble in versification when I don’t even know rhyme.
Forgive me--I just enjoy seeing pieces of my soul
      Inked on a page. Thus, if you find any imperfection   
            Know that they are just as I am; 
                        And just as I am, they  
Are all I have to offer. So when you read 
            A poem of mine you are actually partaking of myself--
      My innermost thoughts, my most guarded
                        Emotions, my dreams--all displayed at your mercy.

8th Place
My Truths Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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Kendrick Avatar
November 27, 2024 at 6:31 AM
Congratulations on your winning work. Way to go. Thanks for sharing a little about yourself with us. Sara K
La France Avatar
November 13, 2024 at 11:35 AM
Ryan, congrats on your win in my contest, like your quote, like your poem, well done, blessings Constance
Gayagay Avatar
November 14, 2024 at 6:18 AM
Thanks much, Constance. It's always a pleasure joining your contests. Thanks for the interesting challenges!
Lane Avatar
November 3, 2024 at 8:13 AM
There's no need to ask for mercy when reading your words, Ryan. No human is perfect and it's our imperfections that make us who we are. I admire your humility.
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