Wadded-Up Poem

"It was a good poem,"
the poet said to his poet friend.
"I think it's your best work yet."

The poet offered a smirk 
as he watched his wadded-up poem float away.
"It doesn't matter, no one would have read it anyway."

Reviews

[Relic]

The feeling I get from this is one I can totally understand and relate too. How can we learn if there is no feedback?

[James]

That is one reason we are here. Poetry sites have been slow all over.

[Tony Jordan]

A very subtle nudge for every reader who writes too; automatically makes them question their own motives for writing. Like asking someone to not think of an elephant.
Nicely done James.

[James]

Exactly, thanks.

[Papaya]

in some ways it doesn't matter because we write for ourselves, on the other hand it does feel good to share and have others relate to you

[James]

My pitty party poem.

[Papaya]

shall i bring balloons then? :)

[James]

Thanks Ana, I appreciate it. And balloons might help

[Papaya]

Whiskey it is then... :)

[Shannon]

Interesting. That's a very important distinction. Do we write for the joy, the outlet, the self expression, or to be read, understood, felt?

[James]

All of the above