That was pathetic

This made me giggle a little, especially the Rebecca part.

I was skeptical of the poem at first, because of the awkward repetition of words - back/ poem/ I/ read/ but I was very satisfied about everything after the first 3 lines. I really like the way you write- the little bit of humor put into the poem, the transition between lines and stanzas and how you get your message across clearly, no hang-ups.

Remember that you're not alone and the fight is worth it. It gets better!

Overall, I really, really enjoyed this! Please keep writing!

This would be awesome as spoken word poetry! I would love to hear this recited! It reads like a story but flows like a poem. Very relatable content too! I don't think I've read a poem about a poet and their poetry before!

the preview on the subreddit's homepage only features the very first four lines, and it genuinely made me laugh out loud, even though i gather from the rest of it this probably wasn't your intention. i like the whole meta poem-about-writing-poetry vibe. i think the metre could definitely be sharpened up; some of it is really nice and snappy (e.g. lines 7-10) but some of it doesn't flow as well as it could. word rhythm is the kind of thing which comes with practice though, so keep writing and you'll 100% get there. using more punctuation might help but i know it's not everyone's bag when writing poetry. also, i dunno if this was intentional, but the phrase is spelt per se*. anyway, to finish up, i did really like it and i rhyming "unique" with "be" is a super good half rhyme and a great way to end things. keep writing man!

I don’t feel confident making any notes about the quality of your poem, as I’m still a bit new at all this, but I was particularly struck by the lines:

“I write most of my poems in the darkest hour When I read them back, one often thought is "Damn Keely, that was absolutely pathetic"”

I might be totally off-base here, but I interpreted the lines in the vein of my own lack of confidence in what I write. I don’t know what’s good, I don’t know what’s bad, so I used to go back and look at previous things I’ve written and cringe. Once I started putting my pen to paper and transcribing my poems, I opened up my journal with a little note to myself, which I thought I’d share a paraphrased version of:

“A note to the future reader: most likely just to myself, but I would ask they take it easy on me. I do not, by any means, have any delusions of grandeur about what follows. My intent here is to lend permanence to my thoughts and experiences in nature. So future me, don’t cringe when you look back at these. Try and remember the moments and feelings that inspired them first.”

I think my shame over past poems was rooted with a sprinkle of imposter syndrome & a bit of good old fashioned self-criticism, so reading this every once in a while helps me remember why I write anything in the first place.

Anyways, if this wasn’t all a big misunderstanding on my part, I hope you can find a way to remind yourself to take it easy on yourself ❤️