A Poet’s Delight

The joy of writing is inexplicable. It is a wonderful feeling to be able to express myself through a written medium and to know that I am able to convey myself in a lyrical way to you, the readers. Read on as I profess the beauty of the written word…

Oh how lovely it would be...

To write each word and see

It being reflected from the papyrus sheaf

Like still ants on an autumn leaf...

How lovely for it to be my job:

Pick words like corn cobs

From lush fields of language and find

Harmony, rhythm in my mind

To transform words into lines

With reason, with rhyme,

Oh what a pleasure divine

To think, “It’s all mine!”

However, I do wonder too,

If I’ll really be able to

Soar in literature’s iridescent sky

Morning and nigh

Without a heave or sigh

Never to say goodbye,

To this beatific, terrific high

Of expressing wondrous joy..!