A Minute of My Story
Do you want to hear my story
Parts are gory
I think you don’t
Listen you won’t
I feel compelled to write it all
Each trip and fall
Won’t you please read
Hear my heart bleed
I write to bring others healing
Share this feeling
Anguish explained
Hope is regained
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Frank is tending the bar at dVerse Poets Pub today for Meeting the Bar. The form lesson for the day is the Minute Poem. It’s sixty syllables with added line length and rhyme scheme rules. The only rule I didn’t consciously follow is that each line is supposed to be in iambic meter. But then, I tend to break the meter rules with some regularity. Head over and check out some other Minute Poems.
Expressing ourselves through the written word has the power to heal both ourselves and the reader. Nice job on the form.
So true! Thanks.
Healing is a good message to share Linda ~ Well done on the form ~
Thanks. I couldn’t resist a new form. 😉
Helping others to not feel alone is a worthwhile effort. Well said.
Thanks.
I love that you use the word compelled- I think that compulsion is the necessary fire behind any art form. Sharing your story for others is a noble endeavor!
Thanks. I agree. I don’t think true artists and writers create just for fun.
Thank you for sharing. Telling your story is an act of generosity.
Thanks.
A lovely post, Linda.
Thanks.
Yours was the second minute I read, as I received it by email. I can relate to this, especially the last stanza. Thanks for sharing!
Thanks. I still need to get back to reading, but I’m trying to actually work on the memoir tonight. I shouldn’t even be here typing a comment, but needed to look something up online and here I am, procrastinating. Anyway, I’ll be getting back to reading Minute Poems tomorrow.
That’s an excellent lesson. We’ve got to let it out, somewhere, to someone. Life’s not all unicorns and rainbows, you have shared sound advice in your testimony
Thanks for the encouragement. Mine’s a story that’s dying to be told.
Bringing healing by sharing one’s story is a good reason to write. Nice minute poem!