Getting Poetry Published
Author: W. K. Hayes
Getting Poetry Published
Poetry is so well-loved and yet getting poetry published is nearly next to impossible. I’m not entirely sure why this is true but it took me fifteen years to get a book contract on my first book of poems. Granted, now I have three books of poetry done with copies sitting in my library next to some of my other work.
Throughout the years, I have won awards for my poetry, as well but in the past twenty-one weblogs I’ve done this week, I hadn’t thought about publishing a poem to here…until now. So, without further ado…
Nighttime has befallen the creatures of amore
For the last of the great loves, are no more
Bedazzled by doubt and foolish belief
Man and woman part in battered grief
Sands of broken time have left them apart
Both left maliciously with a broken heart
Two dreamers, two lovers shall cry tonight
For the enunciated words spoken aright
Not words of hate but words of need
For neither trust each other’s deed
One yells cheat the other says, liar
And, so love burns in the flames of a fire
Say goodbye to the love that was lost
And weigh the acts that come with a cost
A cost, is one of the poems from my first book, Inner Dreams and Aspirations. I was very proud, the day I held my first book of poetry in my hands. It really did take me fifteen years to realize that dream.
A few years later, since the publication of Inner Dreams and Aspirations and I now have three books of poetry containing five hundred poems, published. Please don’t think I’m boasting about myself or trying to get you to buy my books. This is not about either of those thoughts. Ultimately, the point I am making is that, if you love writing poetry, keep writing. Eventually, you will get your poetry, published.
Never lose faith in your work and keep at it. You may not feel like writing some days but writing isn’t about wanting to. Everyone wants to write. No, writing is about passion, it’s about sharing yourself with the world and above all else, it is about the world remembering you for what you have left behind. For me…it’s an addiction.
As a footnote: I did not pick this poem because it is my favorite…I picked it because it reminds me of why I wrote it in the first place. After all, which is more important? The inspired work or the inspiration?
Thank you for reading my article and I hope you have a really great day!
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