I used to sit for hours and write. I didn't call it poetry at the time. To me it was just a bunch of words I used to describe the place or the feeling I had at the moment. Most of my words ended up being letters to this one or that. I can look back on them now and think to myself, I was really confused at the time. How did I let all the world influence me that way. I didn't really want to die, or did I? I am not sure now what the feelings and thoughts were about, but I know they are not in me now. Since I have been in AP, I have been able to portray thoughts in different ways. Some of them have been in the form of contests, and others in journal entries or lists, or perhaps just comments I have made on others poems. In any case, I have let more out of me than I thought possible, with one mistake. I have hidden my true form for mere poetry form. Did I know what a stanza or ballad was before here...no, not really...then why have I been so persistant in trying to "form" my words into such things? I need to get back to my "style" of writing for a while. In case I forget what brought me here in the first place.
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Whatever the spirit finds inspirational and you lay it upon parchment with quill, you are creating poetry. From the Spirit of our Lord you will never be brought into the wrong direction. And I love hearing what the spirit has to say through you. Another wonderful blessings has fallen upon me. Yeah!!!!
You may notice a name change from Noah to Three Doves, I'm letting my Spirit fly.
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This is so true. Poetry is indeed created through so many different ways. Love the new name, by the way!!
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Hello my Friend .....ya know, sometimes, we have to allow silence to come upon us to hear what our spirit is saying.....and most of all, what the spirit of the Lord is saying TO you -
Do not be discouraged, yet seek your answers from Him.......He, that gives you the very breath which your words are penned from -
Maybe it is time for you to be silent and listen, or maybe it is His time to talk to YOU, instead of YOU, talking to others via Poetry -
God bless....Bear -
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Thank you Bear! These words are true I know. He has brought me through some very tough times and I do try and listen as often as I can. Sometimes it takes a friend, such as yourself, to remind me of that!!
Don't get me wrong in this journal entry. I do want to learn all forms of poetry, but I also want to remember how I came to be in the place I am now. It is a good place and many trials there have been to overcome, but with God's help, I have made it!
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