Anna Hopper Poet Free verse

Only a Poet

A fellow poet would understand
Mistakes I've made that weren't planned
A reader of words could love me still
Even if I couldn't fit the bill
You see my language and comprehend
The demons I've fought and emotions I blend
Stirring together with a dash of wit
Kneading neatly for a perfect fit
Secret ingredients tossed in the batter
Even though they may not flatter
A dish of me, prepared for you
An honest and blunt pot of stew
Those around me can't see this pot
Their noses high and opinions taut
It matters not, the tears I shed
I still remain, to them, misread
Cheers to my fellow artists, dissecting my rhymes
Wearing my shoes through trying times
My heart wide open, surrendered pride
To you, my friends, I openly confide

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Cynthia Buhain-Baello May 24, 2015 at 7:19 AM I can relate. Wonderfully woven frank and strong words that paint a tapestry of who we are as poets, with all the faults and broken dreams. That's what makes our poetry relevant and colorful, and read. Great piece and lovely closing line as well as a very apt title.

M. L. Kiser May 9, 2015 at 3:28 PM I have dissected and approve. Poets are a unique group; we see deeper, feel deeper and pen deeper. We are professional observers, meeting life with one voice. Well done.

Nandita Das May 5, 2015 at 9:02 PM You echo my thoughts. So beautifully written. #7

Jan Allison May 5, 2015 at 6:05 PM Very clever write Anna - at the end of the day we can't make people like out style and they can look down their noses at us but thank goodness we do all write differently otherwise the soup would be very bland:-) Stay true to yourself and write for you! Hugs jan xx 7 xx