Muse's words worked a treat, paper hallowed;
Poet's mind exacerbated, words now flow.
Subject, human embrace true love fallow;
How about some adjectives, verbs, and nouns!

~.~

A question strikes, where's my punctuation?
Deepened knowledge, writing lessons follow;
Is this question mark or exclamation,
No publishing till I hit grade "A" plus?

~.~

He, through toil and tears still must persevere,
Through reams of paper, pens and thought's dark night.
Acknowledged friend criticises severe;
Rewrite, final copy, corrections clear.

~.~

His presented poem with colours bright,
Poet's last glance, now masterpiece revealed.
All present and correct to his delight;
Now, I shall see whom all the critics like.

~.~

Plummeting reviews, undesired effect;
Poet's heart sinks, morale grieved, badly hurt.
He draws a breath, made poor poem look a wreck;
Poet's poem stay's living in his hall.
 

"The poet's masterpiece see chapter six ... "