Calisthenics 1 - Week 1

I'll be honest. The first class was a little unnerving. I have never written a poem and given it to someone I was not familiar with. In fact, I have rarely given my poetry to anyone. I have either read it to them or watched them read it. I have always been very protective of my writing. I am not an "open book". My poetry was for me, and me alone. There has only been one exception, and I was letting go of someone very important. It was the last step in moving forward, the last step towards freedom. Maybe giving my writing to someone else is a good thing. I need to learn to open up more. I need not to hoard my thoughts and feelings. I need to find that sense of freedom again.