Instructor of the Creative Mind

Wed, 08/01/2018 - 11:03 -- mnezat

I keep my poems

Close to my heart

You told me that

I could share them

With the world if

I really wanted to.


When mother asked

If I was ready to be

A starving artist

You changed the

Punctuation of the

Second verse, ABA.


O Professor, the

Instructor of my

Creative mind.

Remind me that

I can be made of

The stars of the night.


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