Friday, November 29, 2019

Uncertainty of a Poet





i am no poet
poser am i

a poet impostor
posting in vain

inflicting my poems
on you, my dear friends

in vain, i plod on 
impossibly dull

i am no poet
poser am i

  


16 comments:

  1. You aint not poser Helen. You write from your heart and that is no poser.

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  2. We all feel like posers or impostors from time to time. I do whenever I open my mouth to say - I write poetry.
    You are no poser - poet you are! :-)

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  3. You are not a poser. :) That said, I like your poem!

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  4. You are an excellent Poet, Helen!❤️ Love this poem!

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  5. No, you are not a poser, you are a poet.........some interesting responses to this prompt!

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  6. Well, now that you have (so elegantly) put this internal voice on loudspeaker – and had it contradicted – I hope it is now released and dissipated. A wise teacher once told me: 'If you want to know how you show up, listen 'out there'. Don't listen to the inside of your head; it will always lie to you.' Please note that all your responses out here seem to agree! No-one said, 'There there, we can't all be good at it; you'll find something else to do.'

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  7. All poets are posers, one way or another. And poetry is in the eye of the reader!
    :)

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  8. Everything I wanted to say has been said by everyone else, Helen. Except, you are no poser, a poet you are, and not in vain!

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  9. Imposter syndrome is a bitch.
    xo Helen!

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  10. Dearest Helen,
    You do NOT post in vain!
    Yours is a rare ability for putting a dagger into ones soul and un-earthing certain spots that no one else dares to find...
    Sending you hugs,
    Mariette

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  11. Pffft, we love your easy-peasy happy style, Helen!

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  12. Of course this isn't you. It is your muse being naughty. Yes, about half the time I make breakfast for Mrs. Jim still in bed She does for me the other half. Those halves are third, the other third we are both up before serving. Our breakfast is brewed halfcaf, no cream or sugar, and we share a package of granola bar. I put the water and grounds in the night before. Thanks for the inquiry.
    ..

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  13. We are all posers... and a few of us might be poets.

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    1. You, wonderfully gifted poser, ripped the world out of my mouth. Or, maybe our words just decided to hold hands and go out posing together. I so agree.

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  14. Someone once asked me if poetry is fiction, nonfiction, or something else. I said, "Yes, poetry is." I think the same might be true about poets and posers. "Yes, we are."

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  15. This weekend, I submitted poetry for consideration to a major poetry medium/fellowship inhabited by folks with doctorates and masters in creative writer. Talk about impostor syndrome!

    I relate to this poem. I embody this poem! And as you've made me recall a feeling, it is self-evident that you are a poet. Thank you for writing this. :)

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I appreciate each of you and the comments you leave ~~ thanks so much.