On Being a Writer

 

On Being a Writer

 

Breaking Dawn

Sweet Majesty

Twas near a more glorious morn

My pen will not let memory fade

The wonder of a new day born

Letters dance across the page

With sweet words of orange and pinkish hue

Joyful with their godly praise

Sunrise becomes a brilliant blue

And although I thank the creator

For all creations I see

My thanks in life is none greater

Than the pen he gave to me.

Reviews

[OilsandSyntax]

I like this poem. There was one thing that caught my eye though.

"Joyful and their godly praise"

It's just my opinion so feel free to throw it out the window...but I don't like the word "and" in that line. I think the words, "in", "with", or "for" would work better.

[Katlin]

Wow. Ah-mazing. It's perfect. Do you like Dickinson? Reminds me of her.

[Lady leah]

Outstanding write, great job.