Dear Diary

      Dear Diary

You don't exist, of course,
so I can speak as I like.
I must admit I rather like that,
since no one cares,
and I have some freedom here.

The aim is not to offend anyone
of course; I'm not a sadist.
But neither do I mind
seeing one cross his arms
and listen grudgingly.
I'm stubborn enough to plunge on.
Sure, respond when you like.
I love dialogue.

So there you have it;
a celebration of something
that isn't there.
Then I think of it appearing
--or disappearing.
And either way,
like death.
    ~

Reviews

[B.J]

Your words flow gently and with determination

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

I didn't have any real friends or family to turn to when growing up, and I did keep a diary. It was a way of expressing myself, memorializing important feelings or events, and releasing pent up emotions. One day, I came home from school; and as I was walking up the steps, my mother's boyfriend was coming out of my bedroom, with my diary in hand, reading it out loud, and laughing. I was so angry and hurt and felt such a sense of betrayal. Needless to say, I destroyed the diary. My poetry began to be born shortly thereafter. Poetry became my way of expressing myself, memorializing important feelings or events, and releasing pent up emotions. Most of all, it was my way of sharing a bit of myself with the world. It's also a mirror for me, a way to look at myself honestly and openly.

It's all a bit of self reflection really, whether in a diary, in poetry, or in song. It's a way of knowing. It appears then disappears and then reappears in a new and more interesting way.

The diary doesn't exist, but the voice does inside of your head. I'm just grateful that you're not afraid to speak it.

Excellent!

[Dean]

...and I am grateful that the circumstances have also led to your sharing yourself through your very thoughtful poetry.

[Marie]

But if you talk to yourself, you're real. You can reaspond as you like.

If it's something, it's there.

It can't be not there.

[Dean]

just one big happy family

[Kelly Scheppers]

I must confess, I never kept a diary. With a mind like mine, I never saw the need to. Of course, I did have a habit of keeping a flashlight handy, for whenever no one believed that my eyes were different colors. Lol, too bad our youth is spent so fast!

Always a pleasure, Dean!

[Dean]

I didn't either, if you want to know the truth

[Ken Simm.]

I think its the highest calling of writing to disagree with oneself. The wit here is subtle which all such wit should be. Profound wit it is.

[Dean]

thanks Ken

[charlie]

A nice example of creative writing concerning what first seems a cliché, or even an uninteresting subject. "Dear Diary" is a very interesting poem - the turn around (at stanza three) makes it particularly so. Culminating in an irrefutable truth (that does seem to resound like an anchor with some kind of fatalistic-cross-eastern philosophic principle)

Thanks for sharing, Dean.

[Dean]

Thank you, Charlie, for your sensitive and perceptive comment

[CA Anurag Sharma]

I remembered the days when I used to make diary entry after reading this piece.... liked the last lines the most.... good one

[Dean]

Hey, thanks

[Eagergreen]

Shifty and shadowy like balancing on a needle's edge I hope you don't feel you have to do so because poetry should flow like the rivers do and occasionally even they flow backwards

[Dean]

Sorry it doesn't "flow" for you...I guess that wasn't what I was after, here. I do thank you for the courage to express your true reactions, however; that, I was very much after!

[Eagergreen]

It just seemed reserved

[Eagergreen]

But I guess that was kind of the point

[Dean]

Hey, stick to your guns! I really like criticism, and hearing how a piece registers with the reader.
Some of my early works are quite different. Go back in the archives a way. The last 10 or so have really been experimental.

[Eagergreen]

Don't worry I am the topic seems cowardly and the flow stop and go as if the speaker is uncertain however cowardly and uncertain are compliments even if both are negative in my opinion they come together to make a unique emotion

[Dean]

cowardly topic, eh? Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

[Eagergreen]

Yeah you're agraid to speak your mind because of the fear of random people online I admit to feeling fear of it and at first I even stopped myself from posting but now I feel much more secure

[Eagergreen]

At least the speaker is maybe not the author

[Dean]

But I'm not afraid to guess your age. :-)

[Eagergreen]

Why's that?

[Eagergreen]

Not many guess right

[Dean]

you are under 18

[Eagergreen]

Well yes I am most people guess around the twenty range when I'm onlibe now I really do have respect for you👏