Poetry As Art
Poetry as Art
I write poems and
Took on the mantle
Of Poet after many
Years of fear and
Humility not allowing
Me to claim it aloud
Hiding my work product
Behind a mask of
Fragile ego and privacy
Not willing to gamble
On it being good enough
So that it might bring
Enjoyment to a reader
But that kind of
Hollow modesty ended
When I began to share
My work tentatively with
Friends, children, and siblings
Relishing positive feedback
Each time it came my way
And the trepidation of being
Exposed as a no-talent hack
Began to fade ghostlike
Replaced by the feeling that
I just might be an artist who
Paints pictures with words...
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