Thus, The Poet...

This writer put to words, my heart! 

Thank-you.

Lest life’s sadness, fear and failure

Should silence our song with tears

Heedful to Ink’s Humble Honor

Thus the poet perseveres

Lest the best of life and beauty

Is drowned by the din of men

Faithful to Ink’s Post of Duty

Thus the poet wields a pen

Lest the quest for fame and fortune

Finds a foothold in our thought

Thus the poet plies Ink’s Shofar

‘Hail to He who keens its jot’

Lest the rush and push of progress

Snuffs the poem that would be

Save for Ink-anointed Prowess

Thus the poet trolls time’s sea

Lest, for all the boast of being

We miss being most of all

Where a poem opens Seeing

…thus the Poet heeds Ink’s Call

© Janet Martin