For me, this is a victory of self worth, where writing and feeling what is written and shared in an uncomfortable setting is worthwhile.
Telling life stories
Wishing my frailties away
All in writing, creating forays
Into self exploration
Appeasing angst and self reflection
It was always a thought
A curiosity that sought
If the words I wrote
Caressed feelings of others
That read what my ramblings spoke
At this juncture in life
My acts of self care
By writing my personal strife
Has caused a desire to explore
What impact poetic awareness
I shared in internet wires
Resonates with an audience
Of peers in spoken word
This time not in an anonymous void
But in front of a crowd
Of live thinking, life stories
Where an active act dispels cowardice
A year ago I made the choice
Of finding if what I wrote
Made a difference to those of like voice
Feeling there was no quotes
Of Self worth that was a risk
For my quest of answered notes
What I found was a simple validation
That spoken word has no boundaries
That the mic was the only hesitation
That my victory, in symmetry
Was simply to make peace with my creations
To answer the last question of my journey
Acceptance in any venue
Is a valued victory
To cast aside scenarios
Where worth as a poetic warrior
Is dispelled for uncertain anxiety
In this writing sanctuary
Poetry by Kee Zealy
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Written on 2026-01-22 at 19:37
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The Venue Is Here
I have written for decadesTelling life stories
Wishing my frailties away
All in writing, creating forays
Into self exploration
Appeasing angst and self reflection
It was always a thought
A curiosity that sought
If the words I wrote
Caressed feelings of others
That read what my ramblings spoke
At this juncture in life
My acts of self care
By writing my personal strife
Has caused a desire to explore
What impact poetic awareness
I shared in internet wires
Resonates with an audience
Of peers in spoken word
This time not in an anonymous void
But in front of a crowd
Of live thinking, life stories
Where an active act dispels cowardice
A year ago I made the choice
Of finding if what I wrote
Made a difference to those of like voice
Feeling there was no quotes
Of Self worth that was a risk
For my quest of answered notes
What I found was a simple validation
That spoken word has no boundaries
That the mic was the only hesitation
That my victory, in symmetry
Was simply to make peace with my creations
To answer the last question of my journey
Acceptance in any venue
Is a valued victory
To cast aside scenarios
Where worth as a poetic warrior
Is dispelled for uncertain anxiety
In this writing sanctuary
Poetry by Kee Zealy
Read 87 times
Written on 2026-01-22 at 19:37
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