Did Someone Say Holding a Writing Contest?
Did I hear someone say there was going to be a writing contest on HubPages? If I remember correctly it is to include creative writing, poetry, prose, and original photography... Firstly, what the heck is the difference between poetry and prose? Ok, I’ll look that up later. Let’s see. I once wrote poetry all the time. As a matter of fact poetry and short stories – that was my thing. I’d write several of each on a daily basis all through junior high and high school.
I remember writing a poem about an ant that was seriously misunderstood. I remember writing another poem about the death of a close friend’s mom. I remember writing short stories based on my nightmares – they came nightly. Some were reoccurring but most were not. I had a whole folder of my writing. I protected it with all my being because it contained my darkest, deepest thoughts. And trust me – most of my thoughts at that time were dark. I was struggling to find my place in a world that hated me and saw me as an inconvenience. I only ever let a select few read about the most traumatic time of my life and even fewer read about the constant negative thoughts. But I wrote it all down to get it out. It festered inside and ate away at me every day. I HAD to get it out.
So anyways, back to my folder. I have no idea where it is today, which is all good and well since I’ve learned how to conform to society now and I only write happy things. Fluffy kitties and pastel clouds floating around a lemon drop sun. I stopped writing for several years because my teachers in high school criticized everything I wrote. My stories and poems were never good enough. I mean really, all I wrote about was a young boy who lived in his mother’s car - hungry, scared and wanting something more for his life. How could I ever, ever think my story could compare to the one by another girl that was about finding the perfect dress for homecoming? Wait, I keep getting lost in thought.
Back to the folder again - I don’t know where it is. I think I threw it away or burned it or something when I never wanted to see it again and I wanted to get rid of all the nasty feelings inside it. Then almost 3 years ago I found HubPages where I could write anything I wanted. I could write a poem, I could write a short story, I could write about my feelings or I could write about some drab topic and spout off facts. The choice was mine. I chose mostly spouting off drab facts so nobody could use my words against me like so many times in the past.
And once again I am brought to the fact that HubPages is holding a contest. I mean a "real, honest to goodness, we are going to judge your work" contest. And I’m going to enter. I wrote a poem…for the first time in years and years. I am very proud of it and I’ve decided I don’t give a drat if nobody else likes it. It is mine. It is my feelings. And it is beautiful. I am going to post it and if I get one single negative remark I will delete that comment and pretend like I never saw it. This is, after all, my little world. Only those I like get to stay.
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