Part 2: Personal Collection of Poems: The Poet

5) “The Poet” –Lucas Garrison, Age 12

The poet sits in his chair
With a dazed sort of glare.

Looking, waiting, thinking.

Suddenly,
An idea comes to his mind.
He puts his pen on his pad,
And words, like a black ink ocean,
Spill onto his page.


I like this poem because it is one I can relate to, even if I’m not a poet. As a creative writer, most of the time I spend seems to be staring into space, trying to think of an idea, similar to how the poet in this poem behaves. When something finally does come to mind, it really does seem like a “black ink ocean” that spills onto the page. I thought this boy did a really good job in capturing that moment when inspiration does strike.



Garrison, Lucas. “The Poet.” Highlights for Children. 57.10 (2002): 25.