I would suggest you (JackHandy) try reading some of the poetry from The Atlantic or The New Yorker. (Here’s a sample: Isola Bella | The New Yorker) Or this blog - http://atonalistdoc.blogspot.com/ - by Jennifer Scappattone, a critically acclaimed poet teaching at UChicago. The style you write, as Argent has mentioned, is very different from what sells nowadays. Poetry is a narrow market as it is, and unless your poems conform to a certain standard you’ll find it very difficult to find anyone willing to pay you for them.
I love pork adobo. A friend of my father’s from the Philippenes gave me his recipe, and it’s my go-to dish when I’m trying to impress someone.
Back on topic, JackHandy, you’re at a bit of a disadvantage with English as a second language. On one hand, there’s a much bigger market for English poetry compared to Tagalog, but if you’re better in Tagalog, you might consider writing in that as well. Are there poetry magazines in the Philippenes that you could submit your work to (in either language?) You might have better luck with a regional magazine like that. Also, there’s probably no need to restrict yourself to either language- go ahead and try in both.
But like everyone else here said, there’s no money in poetry. Almost no one supports themselves entirely through poetry sales nowadays; most poets publish on the side and teach at a college or have a second, unrelated job to pay most of the bills. It’s a wonderful, fulfilling, beautiful hobby, but don’t expect to show a profit.
Thank you all for your kind words. Place has seemed to warm after I shared. I know I’m no Poe, or Charles Dickens, But I have much better work. I’m just scared of someone stealing. I would like to share. So could someone tell me how I might protect my works, before I post. I choose the ones I did because I was pretty sure no one would have intrest in copying them.
(Also if u r using txtspk then u put off a large number of people 4 the reason that it grates. :eek: )
Why does it grate?? 
Or maybe I don’t understand what is grates.
It grates because we think of ourselves as literate people who take the time and effort to show respect to our fellow Dopers by writing the way we wish to be seen - as educated people. Leet speak may seem cute, but it is no more adult than a child whose letters are backward and in a mixture of caps and lower case.
Just as a person makes a first impression by the way you’re dressed and act upon a first meeting, so the first impression you give us is that you think we’re not worth giving the effort of proper spelling and grammar. If we’re not worth the effort and respect, why should we respect you?
StG
In today’s world, there’s very little market for poetry, in a financial sense. If you want to make any money from writing poetry, I’d guess that your best bet is to become a songwriter, a children’s book writer, or a writer of greeting cards; and even then, the odds are against you.
If you want to “profit” from your poetry, however, the best way to do so might be to write poems for a girl you’re interested in, and hope you win brownie points with her.
It annoys or irritates. It’s a lot harder to read, at least for those of us who aren’t used to deciphering it.
I don’t think you understand the market for poetry very well. People who are going to pay money for a book of poetry are, for the most part, going to be educated, literate people. And to be blunt, the poetry you’ve posted here reminds me of the poetry I read and wrote in high school.
Not that there’s anything wrong with that per se. But it’s definitely not going to help you get published.
Well, I’ve had three chapbooks published, and a collection of all three plus some other stuff*. I got 2 dozen copies of each of the first three and a steep discount on as many more as I wanted to buy; for the collection I got more or less the same deal AND a check for three hundred bucks. So, you don’t really get paid worth speaking of for actual physical books of poems, and the idea that one could get paid for poetry that was up online was totally unheard of and unimaginable, to me anyway, until I just now read your post.
Poets don’t get paid shit, but somehow the stuff still keeps coming. And sometimes it’s still excellent.
*I’d rather not specify any of their titles, what name I had them published under, or anything else like that, in this venue. If that causes anyone to doubts my veracity, they can doubt away, for all of me – I ain’t lyin’. I ain’t talkin’, either.