Poet

I am a different species
I communicate in verse
Viewing the world
So differently
My blessing and
My curse

I am a magician
With ink on my hands
Exploiting pain
Creating Beauty
Spinning Gold
From shifting sand

I am just another dreamer
With words too pretty to believe
Expressing joy
Beauty
And Pain
Teaching myself to grieve

I am an insignificant dew drop
In the expanse of time
With a desperate hope
That words will linger
On beyond
My life