An Ignoramus When It Came To Poetry Poem by Nicola Kelly

An ignoramous when it came to poetry

Having not read poetry before,
Felt really compelled one day,
To write down my feelings,
Of what I wanted to say.

It was about a family members,
Addiction battle and having a choice,
For her family's sake and by,
Writing it down found another voice.

There is never a particular flow,
To the words or a pattern,
Some choice of words are random,
Still having a lot to learn.

Didn't realise poetry was so cathartic by,
Writing about what's on your mind,
My emotions wrapped up in verse,
Clinging to the page to find.

Inspirations are so random from a,
Very painful experience in my memory,
To what has happened that day,
For the want of how life could be.

I write for my own pleasure,
And began to share with family,
For birthday celebrations to a romantic gesture,
I love to write in the verse of poetry.