A POET I
Many things have I been, tinker, trader, soldier, sailor, But of all things I have been, or ever will be, one is my heart, I am a poet, forger of the muse of thought conveyed by words. With twenty six symbols, numbers and signs too, weave I do, My canvas limited only by my thought, my characters legion, Stories I have told, and will tell some more, plots without number. Some are good, others bad, perhaps a few verging on greatness, That is not for me to say, no that is the task of my audience,... Sign in to see full entry.