Shameful Poetry

My poetry I dare not share
In secrecy I write
For fear of others reading me
I scribble out of sight

My curse is such a private room
Does nothing for my words
A mountaintop is no release
And nor are bees and birds

Discovery’s what fuels my muse
The threat of being caught
While doing what I need to do
Instead of what I ought

And so I sit and write my verse
Concealing with my hand
The metred lines and awkward rhymes
(Like this!) That should be banned

What ecstasy to let it flow
How dull to feel it ebb
My poetry I dare not share
I hide it on the web

About Frank

A Sci-Fi & Fantasy author and lyrical poet with a mild obsession for vampires, succubi, goddesses and Supergirl.
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5 Responses to Shameful Poetry

  1. Noora says:

    Hey Frank, and happy belated birthday! Ha ha! My blogging break took much longer than I expected it would…. but it’s great to be back! Loved this piece! 😉

    • Frank says:

      And you too! I was soaking up the sun, sea and sand in Crete at the time.
      Great to hear from you again – I hope you’re well.

      • Noora says:

        Thanks! Crete is my favorite place on the planet! I’m great, thanks! I’m trying my best to focus on reading/commenting more often. Trying to post something at least once a month. I think I needed this break.

  2. BroadBlogs says:

    Wasn’t it Emily Dickinson who felt the same way — hiding her poetry?

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