The Poet Poem by Justin Reamer

Who are you,
The one who calls himself
Poet among mankind that seeks
To describe the world through verse,
Describing every bit of existence,
And giving breadth to all those around you?

You are an ambitious sort,
I am sure that you are,
For you know that you like to write,
But with you, I know
Who you are, and I feign it not,
For with you, I shall not fight.

Yet, let the poem be your art,
And let Nature be your guide,
Let her guide you line by line,
As she narrates her story to you.
Never fail to seek her guidance,
For she is God's creation,
And she will be there as your Muse,
Whenever you may need your assistance.

Let your passion flow from you, dear Poet,
Capture the world in your words,
Form them into lines,
And then form them into stanzas,
Forming them into the best lyrics
One could possibly make into a song.
For you know the world around you,
And you know how to make of it,
And tell of the stories you once heard,
For it will be the best thing in the world.

Dear Poet, express thyself,
And in your time,
Write a word or two,
And write some more,
Just practise with what you have,
And you shall become great in a matter of time,
For there is no desolation for you,
And all you must do is master the world around you,
And you shall know greatness.

Dear Poet, do not fail,
For you shall do quite well,
And I know you can make the world
Seem great, and you can let Nature
Show you the way. Take heed
Of what I say,
And God will guide you in everything you do.
May God bless you always!