A poet is a tailor
that fits words into
lines. Instead of seams
they use rhymes.

A poet is a chef
that cooks up thoughts
with their mind. They use
punctuation for leavening. And
the spice is their imagination.

A poet is a photographer
that prints images on paper. Instead
of a camera they use a pen. They’re
eyes are the lens.

A poet is a mother
that nurses her pages and
watches them grow, spends many
nights walking the floor. And wouldn’t
miss it for the world.

A poet is a hungry man
that fills his time looking
for scraps. And hoping they can
feed him.