I am a fisher of words,
Casting my net for fresh phrases,
Baiting a line,
Snagging a rhyme,
And hoping my writing amazes.
I am a sower of notion
Into the fields of commotion,
Planting a thought,
Weeding the rot,
And reaping what I set in motion.
I am a victim of edit,
Giving my words little credit.
Adverbs be wary,
Pronouns don’t tarry,
If I share my mistakes, I’ll regret it.
If I share my mistakes, I’ll regret it.
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