Emilia James Poet Abecedarian

Poems I Write

Any type of poem I write
Breaks my mind of the
Concrete that it sits in
Delivering myself a headache that 
Erodes my brain which often
Finds me with nothing to
Gestate into a creation of write that is
Hidden among the muddled words and letters
Into a form no particular order,
Juggling in an attempt to gain sense of the muddle I
Keep within my head, I soon
Learn that
My poetry skills are limited.
Noticeably it shows as amaturish, if 
Only I had the abilities to
Piece together words into something that might
Qualify me as a form of poet.
Reading back
Something
That I have created
Undermining myself with little
Value
Wondering if an
X-ray of what is inside my mind would reveal
Yodels of verse that
Zig zags erractically inside



14th August 2020

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Franci Hoffman September 2, 2020 at 8:50 AM Your peotry skills are excellent, Emilia! Your write from your heart. Emilia James September 3, 2020 at 2:39 AM Thank you Franci for your kind words and encouragement, Emilia x : )

Panagiota Romios August 31, 2020 at 5:39 PM I think this. Speak the truth. Be you. Be genuine. That trumps form. You just wrote a poem of utter clarity. For me, that Is exciting. I don't need the window dressing of "form." I prefer the poet, as is. Sober, and not trying to intoxicate...nor suffocate me with gibberish. From across the pond~~~ Pangie xx Feel free to check out any of my 1,400 poems just over a year.)) Emilia James September 1, 2020 at 8:34 AM Thank you Pangie, I cannot be anything else but myself, some may like that some may not. I most certainly will be checking out your poems and look forward to reading them. Thank you again for taking the time to read and comment...sending big hugs from across the pond Emilia xx

James Inman August 29, 2020 at 6:43 AM Self doubt is a theme that many Poets share and one of the reasons we post on sights like this in the hope that someone will find a fragment of beauty in what we write and will offer a bit of encouragement. Nice write. Emilia James September 1, 2020 at 8:16 AM Thank you James : )

Richard Evans August 14, 2020 at 4:37 PM I would dare to say this poem speaks for many. Thanks for sharing............peace! Emilia James August 19, 2020 at 4:28 AM Thank you Ricky for your comment. I have a lot to learn and I do enjoy every part of it. Regards Emilia