A Poem Is A Poem

The Poet

I am nothing but a poet
No more, no less
A woman of words
Not conquest

I write for my own joy
My own amusement
Nothing more, nothing less

Words speak to me in a way I can't explain
Explain I shall not
With no way to be plane

"Plane" what a bore
Boring is not what I live for

What I live for is creativity
Creativity in words
Not a text
How lame

My partners are my pen and paper
As they work hard, I shall do the same

I write day and night
About twist and turns
Some do adore

I am done with me
How about you
Can you write a poem too