My boyfriend and I have been together for nearly all our adult lives…but we are not the romantic sort. He is my best friend.
His sister writes such lovely romantic poems.
I am trying to talk her into publishing them.
But for the poet who writes gothic poems or poems about nature more than love poems…today is an extra stress.
For poets write about love and romance, right?
I just want to say it is okay to be alone. I am nonbinary with Acesexual tendencies. Romance is not something that interests me…so why would I write about it?
Just because today is a commercialized romantic hell…You are okay even if you have not found that person yet. You are okay even if you never do.
As many of you know I try to use Serena for my more gothic pieces. I posted the above in a poetry group on Facebook. A private one as I was not ready to share it. In my mind it spoke of finding reasons to live…Facebook flagged it as speaking about suicide or self harm.
I have had my poetry with Serena misunderstood before.
This one I wrote about the Dahlia Murders…and I was promptly told I was writing about the female anatomy.
I am saddened by the removal because I would have loved to have the other poets feedback…but I guess that was Facebook telling me I wrote something worth censoring.
I posted yesterday on Facebook how blessed I felt. I had been invited to join a collective group of poet’s and artists. I said that I felt like an ant in a group of giants.
A good friend pointed out that without Imposter syndrome where would we be… Politics?
That made me laugh .
I am ill suited for politics, because the only person I can lie successfully to is me.
Still I shall enjoy the time spent amongst others who bend words so pleasantly.
Pattimouse 