The First Time
The first time I placed a poem
For other poets to critique,
I did so with trepidation,
As I felt my knees go weak.
I feared they would think it childish,
Quite old fashioned, a bit crude,
Unaware that well run forums
Insist comments be not rude.
I posted it and then I left
Without looking back that day.
I was so afraid of what I'd find
When the poets had their say.
When I found the nerve to look again,
My poem was waiting there,
With comments and with compliments
All extremely kind and fair.
My first poem having survived it,
Gave me confidence to dare
To enter others on the web.
Today they are everywhere.
I've had some minor triumphs,
Won some contests, made new friends.
That first poem has now spawned thousands
And that first thrill never ends.
placed 2nd in First Time contest
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