~The Poet’s Poet~
Listening intently as pen whispered
Whilst scratching words on velum.
In a reflective mood
The poet within pondered
Giving his thoughts much attention.
Reawakening the senses
This poem he believes
Would be lost beyond telling
Were it not for the mischievousness of words.
Before he realised it
His thoughts reflected back at him
From the soft cream coloured page.
His heart had found its home
The poets deep trust in his writing implement
Realised the impossible poem to be now possible.
© Chris Black. January 2019