A Poet's Lack Of Armor

i'm trying to teach myself

to write

in such a way

as not to display

so much of my soul

to not bare myself

or show my exposed beams

for people to poke at

and kick to test their seating

but i'm finding it difficult

as i rarely do things

by halves

Reviews

[R J Askew]

'Exposed beams' is a beautiful dab ... and way the poem is thinking aloud to us, revealing its slide into further exposure is engaging. We may be caution at the thought of showing too much, but we also thrill at the thought of the abandonment. And of course poets have to abandon all in pursuit of their inspiration.

[Nathan HUelsbeck]

the title of this is what pulled me in, as you so often do, you leave so much of your soul in the corners of your metaphors, in the branches of the way you place each word. you are and have been for a long time my fav poet. there is just something so honest and real about how you display your emotions..tops

[Jonathan Ballam]

Great concept. The image of the exposed beams, I really enjoyed.

Was this poem intentionally shaped like a tear drop? I can see that you've read alot of poetry, when i read your work, because it's original and contains very few cliches.

Something to be aware of: I like to keep poetry contemporary, so be careful of old-english sounding works like lack, woe, coy, etc

[Colin Mitchell Williams]

Brilliant !!!!!!!

[anon]

Excellent little poem jennie, i've never seen this one before. i couldn't help but notice that the shape of the text is such that it resembles a world war two bomb. i'm sure you didn't intend that, but exellent word/visual art nonetheless...

[The Flawed]

The way you write is a gift, it would be a shame to change it because some people are too shallow to get it or too childish to see it for what it is (Raw talent)
But what do I know?

[Taunt-gently]

Great concept, its so true so true it can turn a great writer into a good writer into ummm who was that writer? Yeah just like that, go from putting it all out there to pulling back to the heart.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

When we wear hearts upon our sleeves and the sleeves get torn
Wounds and blood are just like these that come from being born
Can we return into the womb because the world is cruel?
Or do we travel to the tomb as loving, broken hearted fools?

[bluessadmood]

Oh my friend ,how I know the feelings..but its not in your hands ,its not up to you
We have to teach ourselves to write to display all,so much of a soul to bare it all
And expose all beams for all to see how vulnerable we are yet how mighty we are
they could poke at everything..its so easy ,we should never lay half bare
I will go bold and say we will bare it all,and show how lovely we are
how strong ,no one can touch us now,so vulnerable we are yet so strong
lovely write..

[Eagle Cruagh]

A very interesting construction.

It may be too late Dear Writer.

You have displayed some things in
earlier writings. I don`t know about
your soul , but the rest of you was
quite well involved.

Cute poem, nicely done.

My rating ----- 100 %

------- Eagle Cruagh