When words are apropos and apposite When they aptly speak the voice of your heart Why do they elicit an opposite Response in those you thought had eyes to see And instead of how you thought it would be They reject those words and rip them apart?
The cause is that old curse of jealousy
The lower nature of man far from dead Still slithers along to rear up its head Proudly criticizing loudly when we Begin to speak truth in our poetry When we find our voice when we make that choice To stop pandering start to speak our mind When poetry leaves the petty behind
They try to hold you down then as you rise
But they will be in for a big surprise In a while when you through substance and style To open their tightly-closed minds and eyes Make all their jealous heads spin with a smile Do what you are here for! Knock at their door Then break through it: I know you can do it
This is so true, Steven. Poets don't like to admit it exists, but jealousy does become an issue and egos get in the way. You've said it well. Wonderful writing, but you do that regularly. :-) ~~Nordette
I was once warned that a writer shouldn't marry another writer, for they'd be too competitive (they gave Sylvia Plath and Thomas as examples), but I poo-pooed it. Since then I've seen it happen over and over. Are writers truly this competitive that we'd become like vipers in a pit?
Reviewed by June Thompson (Reader)
Reviewed on December 28, 2005
Oh how I can relate to this
I don't know who this was meant for but it truly spoke to me!!
Thank you-
When two men hit the reset button and decide to go out looking for the good in the world, they not only find it but also a lot more.
P.S. The title is listed on Amazon under Look for Something Good by Robert Drews (not by Robert H. Drews)
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I don't know who this was meant for but it truly spoke to me!!
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