My Journey as a Poet 


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I’m getting more visits to my blog since I stated the series “My Journey as a Poet”.
If you missed the latest post in my series, it is the last link in the list below. I also included links to previous posts as well.

Each post is short –3 minutes reading time.  You can read it over your morning coffee or during your morning break.

Post #1
https://jtjohnpoet.com/2017/06/13/my-journey-as-a-poet/

Post #2
https://jtjohnpoet.com/2017/06/20/my-journey-as-a-poet-post-2/

Post #3
https://jtjohnpoet.com/2017/06/27/my-journey-as-a-poet-3/

My Journey As A Poet

img_0737It looks like I am receiving a few views on my series “My Journey as a Poet”.  In case you missed a post I have placed links to all previous posts here.  Each post is short –3 minutes reading time.  You can read it over your morning coffee or during your morning break.

Post #1

https://jtjohnpoet.com/2017/06/13/my-journey-as-a-poet/

Post #2

https://jtjohnpoet.com/2017/06/20/my-journey-as-a-poet-post-2/

Post #3

https://jtjohnpoet.com/2017/06/27/my-journey-as-a-poet-3/

My Journey as a Poet – #3


Our So-Called “Great Poems”

After receiving notification from Catalyst magazine that my poem “I Be A Bad Dude” was accepted for publication, I was both enthralled and perplexed. I was enthralled over having a poem from my first submission to a magazine being selected for publication. I was perplexed over the question of why hadn’t the magazine selected “my great poems” that I sent in the same package.

I laugh every time I think about the notion of “my great poems.” What hubris! I had not been published yet and I thought I was sending “great poems” in my first submission ever to my first publisher ever. I actually threw “I Be a Bad Dude” into the mix just to max out the submissions requirement of 1-to-5 poems. I didn’t think much of it. I wrote it in 5 minutes, edited it in 10 minutes and I was done. To my surprise the editors loved it. Now that I have learned one or two things over time and after reading it again in my pre-pre-senior years I understand why. It was the great poem. The others were not.

Stay tuned for my next post on “My Journey as a Poet ”

Previous Posts of this series can be found at:

Post #1

https://jtjohnpoet.com/2017/06/13/my-journey-as-a-poet/

Post #2

https://jtjohnpoet.com/2017/06/20/my-journey-as-a-poet-post-2/

My Journey as a Poet


Check out the series “My Journey as a Poet” on my blog. I post to the series every Tuesday and provide links to previous posts as well. Each post is short and can be read in 3 minutes or less while on the bus or on the train or while on a break. New writers might find it inspiring while seasoned writers may find it remindful of their earlier days in writing.

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Thoughts About Service

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now that i am free
now that i am strong
i think about service
and i advise myself to
pour a cup of water for the thirsty
cut a slice of bread for the hungry
speak words of courage to the intimidated
spread a cover over the bed of the weary
shield the orphan from the reprehensible
protect the widow from thieves and robbers
visit the hospitalized ill in their sickness
for the forgotten hold vigils of remembrance
for the abandoned help find a home

“Thoughts About Service” and many other poems can be read in “Good Morning New Year”

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also on Amazon in the UK

My Journey as a Poet (post #2)

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(Part of Series:  My Journey as a Poet – click link below to see previous posts)

https://jtjohnpoet.com/2017/06/13/my-journey-as-a-poet/

My first Published Poem:  “i be a bad dude”

After my little dust-up with the young man who was cussing at his parents I went home. When I waked into my apartment I felt like an emotional wreck. I felt wired and I felt intense. I plopped down on my little short sofa, picked up my leather bound portfolio that I used for writing and I wrote. In finished a poem in fifteen minutes. The title was “I Be A Bad Dude”. I was not writing a rant but I was pouring my intensity onto the page. I channeled my rage into rationale and i stated my case in between the lines of my poem. Here it is:

(Acknowledgement: this poem appeared in Catalyst Magazine in 1992)

i be a bad dude

i a bad dude
i real slick, smooth and rude

i cuss my mother
i shoot my father
slaps my sister
and spits on my brother

i a bad dude

when my women give me lip
i go upsides they head
and if they don’t shut they trap
they finds themselves dead

i a bad dude

i don’t work for no black man
i don’t work for no white man
i don’t feed no babies
i don’t make no monthly payments
i don’t go to school
and i don’t care about no rules
cause i’m fine, slick, crude and rude
i’s be chillin cause i’s a bad dude