Why Poetry
With Shakespearean romance I can't compete
Or Virginia Woolf's lovely agony
Or the wit of Dorothy Parker or Mark Twain
The genius of Emily Dickinson, splendidly plain
I know there isn't a need for my amateur offerings
I freely admit - I do it for me
I want notice; I want my spark to be seen
When I first found this site I read a whole batch
Of poets whose prose I could never match
I was eaten up with insecure jealousy
But also found it inspiring
After twenty years of inactivity
My muse awoke to creativity
I drank in new ideas, forms, advice
My skill grew stronger, found new life
I started placing in contests - what a rush!
On comments I developed quite the crush-
Both receiving, and leaving
Encouraging and believing
I discovered true kinship and camaraderie
And the privilege of reading such artistry
Of which I am truly admiring
The recipe
For this soup of poetry
Is reciprocity.
9/15/18
Copyright © Michelle Faulkner | Year Posted 2018
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