Sonnet 78, If You Are A Poet Poem by Peter S. Quinn

If you are a poet then carry the flame,
That is burning of fire within a soul;
And gives you vision and a certain role,
But firstly you must learn how this to name.
For words and sentences are hard to frame,
You can not walk both evenly and stroll;
Or be both a mountain and little mole,
For they are eager to be not the same.
With each heart lies a different kind of route,
Directions to be found if you know where,
Are you a poet then first seize its anguish:
The sweetest of taste or the sourest of fruit,
Each different to other with various flair,
For try to feel others - is merely a wish.