I’ve done some introspection about my writing, wondering if I’m just putting enough effort in to get by and not enough to be good. Do you ever feel that way? But what does it take to be good? You possess all of the tools, but what else is there? I think I am trying to sort through that in my poem. Thanks for reading.
Image borrowed from the OctPoWriMo 2018 website
Half-Good
My love affair with words
(Perhaps why bereft arises)
I allowed your infidelity
by not choosing you properly
Such ego, such arrogant confidence
I refused to allow
It’s not just words, it’s work
It’s ideas, and comprehension
and mostly vulnerability
lying your naked body on a slate slab
for others to observe
condemn the skin not taut enough
the words not honest enough
the emotions not deep enough
Maybe it’s the sheen of half-assed
compromise, the words semi-good
but not chosen wisely
It’s half-clothed instead of bare
If you want excellent
abandon pride.
Sascha Darlington
Writing IS a relationship–I think you nailed this one. Ironically. Good job.
I think you’re an excellent writer. That’s why I keep coming back.
It occurs to me, as writers, if we’re not insecure about our writing we’re not trying hard enough, we’re not pushing boundaries or shakily going where we hope no one has gone before, or, at least, putting our own spin and voice to the words to give them new life and vibrance.