My Poems Have Wings As If They Are Birds (English Sonnet) Poem by Edwin Tanguma

My Poems Have Wings As If They Are Birds (English Sonnet)

I feel like a ship that is lost at sea
Unable to find safe harbor or lee
My soul is a tempest so wild and free
Am I a poet will I ever be

Are my poems good at times I do ask
Will I face the world without my dark mask
I feel if I do it would be a task
In poetry's solitude I would bask

Maybe some day I'll demonstrate my might
And write a sonnet that is out of sight
'Til that day comes I will shiver in fright
I'll hide as day does in the dark of night

I think that I am a weaver of words
My poems have wings as if they are birds

. 7/25/2016