Just being able to look through my eyes
feel the rhythm of my heart
listen when I speak in silence
using my golden old quill.
I see in vivid colors, I hear nature sing
so I write down emotions
to share with the whole world
to brighten someone's day
maybe chase the blues away.
I can't go with out
my note book
where ever it happens
my pen is humming
about beauty,darkness, love
even children at play.
Trees tell me stories from
many years long ago,
"Being a Poet is who I am."
If this is not a poet
I shall remain
the fool.....
Author notes
prompt: 5. "Being a Poet is who I am."
A contest entry
- what makes you a poet? by Lute.
5200 points, ended January 1, 69 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Very well written. Indeed you are a poet good luck in the contest and happy trails.
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Nice write novy. One thing a writer does is take notes. Listening to Nature will give you lots of different tunes. Continue listening and writing. Katie
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