Why do I write my thoughts in such verse?
Hiding my cares all wrapped up in rhyme
Sometimes it's easier to use them at first
To step back through poetry and not admit they're all mine
To use my heart's scars as a wisening tool
To share my experiences for others to learn
Redeems my ugliness and turns it into a jewel
To air my soul for others creates a soul-cleansing burn
These words, these letters, these gems in the rough
form my heart's cry to my Lord up above
a psalmist's cry when things have grown tough
a plea to the heavens for a taste of God's love
When I feel misused and very alone
When my world is filled with despair
When words come out in a heartbroken moan
These words remind me of His continual care
One man, one being, between me and death
One reason to live, to take the next breath
One defense, one dependence, one sole way to cope
One source of new strength, one cause for hope
In prose I find it's hard to be negative
My words resonate with the psalmist of so long ago
In monambic pentameter my words start to live
In honest complaint I give up what I wrote
It's cleansing, it gives my soul room to breathe
When I pour out my thoughts in this cadence of verse
My heart finds fresh air and puts aside former grief
When good thoughts of my God I rehearse
I'm hoping that in my journey you find something good
But I'm finished with this one, it's ending just now
Please take with you hopeful thoughts and ignore all my broods
And leave feeling better somehow
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