The Poet’s Clothes

The poet takes his mighty pen
and stokes to life what lies within.
The ink and paper are the frame
where inside he signs his name
and designs the fashions with flair
to act the part that’s written there.

Perhaps a robe with golden thread,
with a regal crown for his head.
If this be the scheme of things
for what scenes his pen brings,
he’ll wear this costume all the day
as long as there are words to say.

At other times, a tattered cloth
and shoes of ashes will be his lot
as through another port he sees
sights that bring him to his knees.
He writes the truth from within
that flows out from his mighty pen.

Copyright  © November 25, 2008 by Karen M. Crump