Prose or Poetry
Which to choose?
A comfortable shoe
Soft and worn
Or an alluring mistress
Fraught with peril
The prose terrain is safe
Predictable
Instinctive
But so plowed and harrowed
The soil has degraded
Infertile from overuse
The poetry pasture is robust
Fertile
Alien
Virgin territory
Bursting with potential
Yearning to be sown
I’m a stranger to this land
Left abandoned
By the fear of failure
A bitter taste
But the prose well is dry
And a deadline beckons
Enchanted yet wary
With racing pulse
I delicately wade
Into the poetry pool
And fervently hope
I don’t drown
You are incredibly talented.
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You had me at poetry! And, you are so far from drowning. I Love that you are entering new waters and I can totally relate, as I am doing the same thing right now. Great minds, my friend! Yes?
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Absolutely!
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damn, you didn’t wade into the pool that was a cannonball! nice
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You my dear are so far from ever drowning. Your talents always leave me speechless and breathless. Your abilities are beyond amazing and inspiring! You are a brilliant writer, whether it be blogging, writing a book or beautiful poetry. Your talents are endless and I will always remind you of just how much you encourage me every single day! Thank you so much for sharing this incredible poem! Please do me a small favor, never stop writing as that would be a tragedy to all of us that read your work!
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You are too kind Alyssa – thanks
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You are very welcome!!!
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Why not both? Life’s too short to be afraid to experiment.
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I will, but poetry is still somewhat foreign to me
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Which shouln’t prevent us from trying.
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Reblogged this on PDX Vanguard.
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Thanks
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