RoseAnn V. Shawiak
A Poet Is Heard - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Turnabout shyness being lifted and put away in a
closet of past attitudes.
Today, moving forward, enjoying reciting poetry
in front of a group.
It's titillating, wonderful, watching other's eyes
upon you, sparks of interest emanating from them.
All eyes focused on a poet, listening intently to
what has been created never before in life.
An original poem being read for the first time - a
time for being born.
Life is enhanced with each new thought of future
reading - a natural high - a feeling of well-being.
Knowing now, that you're somebody special - you're
a poet being listened to.
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