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...