Judge Ye Not
The soul of a poet is their poetry
Which behaves like the assembly of sculpture
Poems, works of art created by a beautiful mind
The embodiment of their being
Poetry, transcendent, transformative
Wholly part of self
Poems, like paintings, are birthed out of creativity
Poets pour into a poem like a vessel
We are made up of our poems just as a quilt is pieced
Contests lost, a poem goes unpublished
The poet’s confidence in their craft withers as flowers
Curating doubt calls caliber into question
But their opinions are like perspectives
Perspectives don’t negate quality craft
One knows their craft, their creation
In the knowingness that judges judge
We set aside rejection as a moveable force
The integrity of a poem isn’t always recognized
Therefore, immerse yourself in the art of poetry
The zest, the zeal the passion it births in your spirit
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Good write Katie yes I agree we are often our most judgmental judges and critics. Yes indeed some poems need to breath like a fine wine before they can be appreciated.
Thank you for your insight SB! Good day to you!
Most welcome Katie
Ye has a good poem here! lol.
Thank you, Orchidee
Wonderful words Katie and so very true.
Andy
Thank you Andy!
Speaks directly to the poet heart. An essential share 🕊️🙏
Thank you arqios!
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