This time last year hard to believe how dull my life had been
I do remember writing sometime when I was a teen,
they say some things lie dormant are just waiting to be stirred
a voice that has been trapped for years is dying to be heard.
Prompted was I by someone close whose name I won't reveal
but truth to tell they cast a spell and that's what set the seal,
I like to think the seeds were there but needed light to grow
now words are sprouting all over and from my pen they flow.
To think that since last August I have never once looked back
the part of me I lost once is now finally on track,
I have a brand new family of poets far and wide
within our realm of poetry we also can confide.
My life has done a u-turn and in such a splendid way
a voice that has stayed silent is at last allowed to play,
restricted pen I have not as I let it lead my heart
myriad feelings realised and to my friends impart.
By friends I mean my AP favs and all that read my script
the spell is cast I cannot stop by sonnets I am gripped,
I wish my English teacher could see what I'm upto now
and watch me pound out poems as I wipe my fevered brow.
Author notes
I got there finally!!!!
A contest entry
- Ten Thousand Points of Rhyme - The Invitational! Named Poets Only by cricketjeff.
6500 points, ended April 4, 2008, 17 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Beautiful quatrain with wonderful rhyme and meter. Your message is clear and strong from start to finish.
Love,
Amera
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Brilliant
A write that would be understood by all those who have received the calling to the pen. Though there are many in the big wide world of life we are few and still in many sectors not understood. We as poets have a wonderful gift of insight and understanding, we become connected to each other for the most in a unique way all sharing feelings and understanding where each other are coming from. It is as if we as poets have been introduced to a greater knowledge and allowed to share in its splendour. your poem here reveals such sharing. Brilliant write good luck in the contest Brian.
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It is a fact that once we poets pen that first piece we are forever gripped in the world of poetry I find that no matter what i am doing rhyme flows through my mind in fact i find it hard to switch it off It does not always lead to a poem but perhaps just a line that i put aside hoping to find a use for it . A wonderful piece with great rhyme, flow, content, and meter
Excellent Good luck in the contest
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wonderful
And such a fine way of saying thank you to those that pitched in jus a little. But poet these are your words and your thoughts. No one else could do this but you
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