I’ve always been apprehensive about sharing my poetry.
My poetry is something I’ve always kept to myself in the notes app on my phone. I’ve always wanted to have people read it, simply to see what they think or whether they like it or not. Sometimes a friend of mine would go through the apps or photos on my phone. And I would hope that they’d go through the notes app as well and give it a read through.
So far, there have been only two people that have read some of my poems. I’d like to expand my readers because I don’t want my poems to be kept only to myself, because I want to share it with them, and because maybe I’m a little bit selfish that way.
However, as much as I’d like to share my poetry, I’ve always been held back. One aspect that is holding me back is assumptions made after reading my poems. Such as: questioning who a poem is about or assuming that a poem comes from personal experience. My poetry rarely comes from personal experience. Primarily, I use poetry as another means to tell a story. Sometimes that story is mine, but more often than not it isn’t.