I meter , I rhyme , I profoundly articulate.
About love , life I magnificently pontificate.
Spectacularly projecting thought thread as I ruminate,
My verse is so pure , my insight vastly suffocates.
You wonder my poetic gift as this verse I fabricate.
Many poets my brilliance will strive to emulate.
Pure human endeavor, as the glutton I emancipate.
The felon , the crook, the sly I deftly berate.
I beat my chest whilst i sonnet intelligently.
All the while my ego murders my own fragile humility.
QJD - 2013
