Like a poet
I swim, and I swam,
I play with words,
like a poet
therefore, I am.
A float in the space
of infinite vocabulary.
Master of my imagination,
enjoying the realization
of my mental recreation.
Feeling satisfied and pleased
with the pleasure of spilling ink.
Copyright © Robert Kinard | Year Posted 2024
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