Advice to Young Poets

I had a poem inside my head,
An idea from all I’d read.
It swirled around and grew and grew,
Had rhyme, rhythm, and humor, too!
 
Tasted sweet and rang out loud,
Thoughts collecting in a crowd.
Followed me throughout my day,
This little voice had much to say!
 
And when I finally found some time,
I opened my notebook to draft this rhyme.
Grasping my pen to write it down
My smiling face soon turned to frown.
 
I concentrated and searched my mind,
And yet no poem could I seem to find;
For I had waited all too long
To capture the verses of this song.
 
So, poets, please take this advice –
Don’t put poetic thoughts on ice!
Keep a notebook close by your side
And let your poems there reside.
 
For if you wait too long to write,
Your poems will ascend in flight.
Like graceful birds, they’ll fly away,
But in a notebook, they will STAY!

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