I am a poet
I am a cat in the hat poet
I am a; three words in a line don’t rhyme but you will respect my flow poet
I am a poet of declarations
I use my words when I have something to say
Yet I don’t have to say anything at all
And you’ll still think I’m clever
Because I’m a poet
I am a living, breathing testament to words
I breathe life into ink
I use words to feel
I see words like people
Like little marionettes they dance

They 🎤put oooonnnn
They put on for my paper
Put on for my paper
Put onnnOoonOoonnnONNN!🎤

My emotions tippy-toe tap/dance/sit Indian style in my notebook
Because I am a poet

So I study up.

John 1:1
In the beginning the Word already existed.
The Word was with God,
& the Word was God.
The Word gave life to everything that was created,
and his life brought light to everyone.
& Jesus said none shall have life but through me

Like Moses parted the Red Sea,
God the Alpha Omega
anointed these lips to spit using the greek alphabet

Alpha Omega

The English language plus every made up word between is available to me

under my command.

I spit rhymes,
All day ‘err day in my shower.
While washing my hair.
Like you care.

A cat in the hat poet
A; three words in a line don’t rhyme but you will respect my flow poet
So bad to the bone ink knows its place; won’t dare smear Poet

You, take baby steps, Poet.
Write how you feel, Poet.
Don’t worry about performing, just free yourself, Poet.
Your rhymes will come
Your flow will follow
No memorization necessary
Write what you see, Poet.
You, just be who you already be…
Use your gift