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Enter the World
by Joe CramerI always thought that I could write
Though it sounded stilted, contrite.
At least I knew that I could read
While I watched my soul slowly bleed.
All these thoughts, placed in a book
Penned to a page, oh, take a look.
Poetry is how I enter the world,
If I could be so very bold. 04/17/2004 Posted on 03/26/2006
Copyright © 2026 Joe Cramer
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 03/27/06 at 04:04 PM • • • Poetry is how I enter the world • • • Love this! |
| Posted by Kyle Anne Kish on 10/02/06 at 05:46 PM We bleed on every piece of poetry we write. So true. And the last two lines ... fantastic! |
| Posted by Therese Elaine on 10/06/06 at 01:47 AM I love this....I think its something every writer feels, and very indicative of how our pages reflect our inner selves. |
| Posted by Leslie Ann Eisenberg on 10/14/06 at 08:39 PM write, stilted, contrite, so delicious off the tongue, yum. poetry is how i enter the world. YES! and, bold you must be. open a vein and spill onto the blank page. a treasure, truly! PK |
| Posted by Leslie Ann Eisenberg on 10/15/06 at 01:41 AM write, stilted, contrite, so delicious off the tongue, yum. poetry is how i enter the world. YES! and, bold you must be. open a vein and spill onto the blank page. a treasure, truly! PK |
| Posted by Tony Whitaker on 05/01/07 at 11:56 PM I wamyed to see more of your writings, opened this up and see I have already rated it some time ago. I now want to comment, this is one of those describing me very well. So this moved me quite a bit. Good show! |
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