The Probationer Poet

I love poetry. I don't know very much about it but I like it just the same. Unfortunately, when I was growing up I wasn't too interested in school so much of the things I was supposed to learn didn't stick. It wasn't until years later that I decided to pay attention to why I like poetry. Perhaps the best reason I can give as to why I believe it's so great is simply to say that all poetry is art and art is an expression of freedom. 

Freedom of self and thoughts transformed into words. Ultimately, it was an acknowledgement of this powerful freedom, plus some encouragement from a friend, that gave me the guts to write my first poem in March, 2012. 

Although it was a freeing, exhilarating experience, I felt that because I was new and inexperienced, I should keep my poems to myself-give myself a type of probationary period until I felt accomplished enough to share. Well, that is dumb so today I've decided to release myself from my self-imposed title of 'Probationer Poet' and share one with you. 

I hope you enjoy this sonnet, and in the words of my beautiful daughter, Claire: 

"(Poetry is for developing)...any mental sand-grain you need to turn into a pearl."  Enjoy!

Sonnet # 10

Life is hard and often full of struggles. 
Is it me? The world? Matters not to you.
Fear not, you say, I will take your troubles.
But how will I know what you say is true?

Your doubting has left you with eyes that cry.
Replace tears with joy for new beginnings.
Set self aside, use my strength, you must try.
I give life anew and endless blessings.

Your truths difficult, my sins are many.
Worry not, the branch was brought by the dove.
Forgiveness despite mistakes aplenty?
I came just for you don't you see, my love?

Father, Son, Spirit...given together. 
Sins...forgiven, forgotten, forever. 

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