leoferaco
Nov 14, 2022
This poem is part of the contest:

Neopoem Of The Week Contest November 13th to November 19th 2022

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The I of me

Is it a burden
to bear the souls of others?

To eat them for breakfast,
when my coffee’s gone cold?

To call to one of many
when the I of me is brooding?

Is it not enough
to watch them grow?

Must they write me away
with feathered ink,

to be freed of my
succinct greed?

Have I burdened them
with my hunger

to be heard
and not seen?

About This Poem

Last Few Words: I wrote this with the intention of talking about how my many interests make up who I am as a whole - also with the worry that I don't know who I am without these interests.

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Direction: What did you think of my title?
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?

Review Request Intensity: I appreciate moderate constructive criticism

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Country/Region: Ontario

Favorite Poets: charles bokowski

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Comments

Rosewood Apothecary

I feel as if my artistic interests pull at me. I write poetry and some prose, I’m also a visual artist: painting, drawing, photography. I am also a musician. Songwriter, producer, sound engineer. I’m into wood working as carpentry/home building is my vocation. I love plants so I have a lot of gardens and house plants. I’m also a father and husband. It’s going in all directions all the time but I’m currently finding a balance I’ve not enjoyed before.

Just do what you feel
Tim

L

Thank you Tim, I'm glad to hear about the many interests you enjoy that take up your life. This poem was more inspired by feeling consumed by media interests (tv shows mainly, music sometimes) and wanting to take parts of those interests to keep as a part of me but feeling a little bit ridiculous about it. I'll definitely take your advice tho to do what I feel.

Leo

Killer Bee

I enjoyed reading this! our interests are a part of who we are but we're more than that. Yet less at the same time perhaps? I see a deeper sense of self written in your poetry, someone more than just interests but also emotion and words and meaning.