Poetry Cannot Be Compared

Personal preference enters into every poetry contest Outstandingly subjective Enticing to one is repulsive to two others Tricky to judge poems unless there are blatant errors Ridiculous with a capital R to compare a poem against another You can try though. Snicker. Snicker. Comparing one poem to another is like comparing a flea to mirror. Awesome to you is too dull for me to finish reading. Notoriously wonderful to me is something you do not like a whit. Normal people do not even read poetry, and yet, here we are…. Often contests shut down new poets who do not realize the numbers game. Takes guts to put feelings to paper, and you may have to enter ten to win one. Beautiful poetry to me is a waste of ink to you. Enthusiasm captures my eyes, but only when written in my preferred styles. Creativity sashays in a variety of ballets and watusi. Outstandingly subjective. I cannot stress this enough! Metaphoric writes intrigue me, yet I do not do them myself. Poetry is pronouncedly purposefully a preferred personal preference. A win means the judge liked it at this second at this minute of her day. Reality is that you, as a poet, have to write like a painter has to paint. Especially remember when reviewing and critiquing your own poetry, Despite everyone else’s opinion, do you like it yourself? That is the key.