The Road Travelled thus Far

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from page a to b, a newbie
terrified of them, the roarers
spent hours on a write
a miserable line

tried to squirm in
be my friend, my mentor
please pretty please, sir
he laughed and pushed me off
from the roof to down below

some gave meaningful smiles
others sat and gave pointers
yet others said...ah Grace
shaking their leonine heads
'you are a gone case'

baptism of fire
called a glorious fool
played some idiotic role
as a shamanic vampire
I am rolling on the floor laughing

friends in poetry
slowly came in shook my hands
thats good you are trying
good poem, room for improvement,
write, write! won't do you harm

some left, some returned
friends abound still
I learned more, still crave more
knowledge not to be sniffed at
I don't care if I rhyme
(or Not!)

freedom comes with confidence
to write for oneself
and those who care to listen
to bard songs, tales and messages
from an aspiring poet such as I

the road travelled thus far
in this portal your home and mine
as in here, so is there
surreal world and tangible
living on whatever visions may come

'...and it was good...'