Woken Poet

Hi all,

I've written this freestyle poem to evoke the inner thoughts of the poet:

I woke the poet
From dreams of herself
Footprints along the edges
Of sandy metaphors
Created in hymns
Drawing her curtains back
Pressing against the brow
A thousand lovely sighs
Before she frowned
I woke the poet
From nightmares of herself
Lassoed all the loose syllables
And untamed verse
Cage less voice laying on the page
I recognized the words
When I woke the poet