Humble Poet Pie

As I carefully craft and slow ly chisel Each individual stanza and verb I'm polishing my adjectives to sizzle Meant to be melodious, never to disturb Coaxing as a pied piper from the cacoon Every bit of alphabet dancing in my head Looking for a metaphor to represent the moon All to build a crescendo, meant to be read So I present to you my anthology As you turn each page , jump in , engage Hanging happy thoughts, with no apology Together we can turn a phrase Pleased to meet you, wont you guess my name I am a humble poet and this sonnet is my game