When my pen hits the paper
I become an instrument of nature
Revealing from the canvas of my heart
Nature’s words of art
When my pen strokes the paper
There is no feeling greater
Than breathing life into words
That people hear but never heard
I’m the poetographer,
I paint pictures with words
I’m the poetographer, translating love that’s unheard
When my pen hits the paper
Some think I’m the originator
But searching through myself I have found
That this love comes from beyond
When my pen strokes the paper
I feel the love of the Creator
Scripting out loves true master plan
Through the pen that’s in my hand
Loves the poetographer, Love paints pictures with words
Loves the poetographer, I translate love that’s unheard
When my pen hits the paper
Love takes over my nature
I become a vessel that it runs through
Portraying just what love will do
When my pen hits the paper
Transcribing loves poetic caper
I know not where it comes from
But what is written let it be done
I am The Poetographer
©2008 by Kenneth J Thompson All Rights Reserved.