I Am But A Poet

I am but a poet. A rhyming cavalier Expressing words I'm thinking Until my mind is clear Counting all the syllables The consonants and the nouns Letting my emotions run freely Through villages and towns I am but a poet. The words that I create Are written with a passion So others can relate They fill the head with magic Bring laughs and tears alike Expressing all your feelings When stood up on an open mic I am but a poet. Not Shakespeare, if you please. Sonnets are not my forte Odes not my expertise I am a free thinker Scribing poems to make you think Of nature and our planet Putting my frustrations down in ink I am but a poet. With each sentence that I write Are pieces of my being My emotions in plain sight Building up a picture Where my thoughts are at Filling empty pages With every this and that I am but a poet. My words float on the air Flying to its suitor With each stanza that I share Bringing a different feeling To each and every soul I am but a poet And rhyming is my goal ©? Andrew Mears 2024