A poet who will mentor me
to the epiphany of clarity.
An editor with a
swashbuckling red pen
and a kind heart.
A loyal reader who downloads
my first book of poems.
A kindred spirit who has
time to read with empathy.
I can truly say that my
audience will crave poetry.
Maybe not even mine
but a story worth telling will
convince some one that iambic pentameter
or roses are red rhymes
are not my in my mind
when my thoughts
fly by.
Amanuensis Sobriquet-Reverie
