Words of the Poet
A Poet's Roles
A poet can be much the weaver of tales,
like a master on a passionate loom,
With each thread, his story, he then tells,
sewing the every ,and to a whom.
So intricate is language that he may use,
or just as plain as it can be,
In preparing the work, all care he takes,
the finest cloth for us all to see,
As a poet, an artist to portray,
in painting colorful words, as he goes,
His canvas, the pages of a book,
in brushing all letters that he knows.
With the palette, a rainbow so radiant,
he displays a wonderful touch,
He always knows the paint to apply,
in strokes that all mean so much.
Like a potter who spins upon a wheel,
there a raw clay for him to shape,
To finish a piece as the green ware,
and with a potter's knife to scrape.
He applies the glazing sheen so well,
and in an oven, the kiln, it bakes,
A potter's poetry to bask full time,
and results, in a treasure, he makes.
His guiding hands prepare a meal,
which only a gourmet might appreciate,
With a pinch of salt and pepper hot,
his words cook up a dish that's great.
He knows just how much to spice it well,
for an aroma to draw us all so near,
The fine cookery spawned from his hands,
speaks so very well of his career.
The written word, a poetry so fine,
to search emotions found within our soul,
All spelled for each to understand,
serve in completing the poet's special role.
They seem to convey the unwritten lines,
to rhyme without any reason at times,
A spirit is drawn from us, so deep inside,
finding reasoning with all that rhymes.
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