Poet Poem by Holmes Jim

If I was a poet I'd write from the heart,
Expelling my feelings, both sorrows and joys,
With a stroke of my pen like a fine piece of art,
I'd sketch out my thoughts for all to enjoy,

The words would rush from my scribbling hand,
Presenting themselves as I start to converse,
Conforming to will under my watchful command,
As they dress as rhymes in symmetrical verse,

I'd write with such charm and inspiring wit,
Jotting down narratives in elegant form,
Stretching the truth where my honour permits,
Until tinkering with lyrics becomes the norm,

Placing pen to paper would illicit a smile,
As I offer up memories I'm willing to share,
From deep within me with remarkable style,
Flows poetic imagery with unbridled flair,

I'd pen such a tribute of the things that I've seen,
And the people I've met along the way,
I'd capture the details of the places I've been,
Recounting fond moments and events of the day,

I'd be a teller of tales as the stories unfold,
Arranging my thoughts to present them to you,
In the form of a poem to be shared and retold,
If I had that talent, that's just what I'd do.