The Humble Poet

This poem is dedicated to a dear friend and fellow Vocal creator, Mike Singleton - Mikeydred. He is a truly humble poet, thus the title, and has an expansive and highly expressive portfolio of poetry and stories. The intense rawness in the way he creates his craft has a very palpable intimacy that is inspirational and full of heart. I have collaborated with Mike so far on two poems, and I feel his talent and highly mature perspective on poetry has helped me grow as a writer. He is my brother from another mother, as I so often tell him! Here is my take on a sonnet, hopefully it is correct!

Here is his profile, give it a look!

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He leaves his mark on your heart, a friend, true

His words carry melted fall leaves, dreams bloom

A dreamscape that lends to heartstrings, crisp blue

A majesty of colors, the feelings, he leaves room

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A kind word, his heart is bright, a warm hug

Always a dedicated brother, affirmed

Not to be ignored, honest words, never smug

A poet in every aspect, I learned

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He paints love in every picture, fresh art

His muse brings so much beauty, in life and word

Bringing in every inspiration, heart

Each sentiment, longing, his thoughts never blurred

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A teacher, someone that does not give up

Tears, warmth, his unique story, my heart struck