New

new...
that one little word
has so much
meaning.

because when something is
new
it is considered
fresh, clean, unknown, alien

many things can be
new..
a car, material,
or even you and i.

but as for me...
im new.
new to poems,
new to my new lifestyle.

with my new lifestyle
comes new responsibilities,
new feelings,
new characteristics.

im just now adjusting to
the new lifestyle of a poet..
and learning
that poetry is not just a hobby...
its a passion.
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August 8, 2009 at 6:25 AM
I am so happy to have the time to read your excellent poetry this beautiful Saturday morning Hosea. Keep your pen flowing. Love, Carol
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