Much 'n' Poet

Much 'n' Poet

PLacid is the poet,

but never shall he show it.

he builds his fortress out of words, sends messages on paper birds.

He strikes people with binarys, confuses them with comparison.

you’ll never see a poets true face, its too embarrassing.

A poet replaces his heart with a quill, his blood with ink.

His brain with clockwork, clinkity, clink.

His veins full of ink, when he writes you’ll miss it if you blink.

poets are quick on their mind, not so on their feet.

each poem made they never repeat.

Reviews

[Aka_Kitsune]

great job, i like your rhyming it gives the poem a bit of a tune haha