I’m honing my craft, I’m writing new words,
Creating a poem the world hasn’t heard.
Astutely I’m thinking and taking my time
Concluding each stanza with eloquent rhyme.
I’m making a statement, declaring my voice,
Concocting a piece that will help me rejoice.
Proudly I write down these words with my pen
So that many may read them again and again.
I’m hopeful I’ll gain your attention today
As my thoughts are released in a whimsical way.
It won’t take me long to state my desire
My wrist is in motion, my dreams won’t expire.
In the morning I woke with fresh sounds in my ears
And needed to mould every noise I could hear.
Acutely aware of a wont to succeed,
Into the paper my ink had to bleed.
Each day is a chance to do something unique;
To rearrange letters and let your mind speak.
There’s nothing within here I need to defend,
With relief and contentment I welcome the end.