The knowingness of being a poet liberates
Freedom from what binds
Grasping for the impeccable
Words that come in flashes and floods
Churning and burning
Nights of literary bliss
Confidence in the poet\'s pen
The more I write, the more I write
Poetry the kick stand
That holds my bike upright
I dream in prose
I sing in verse
I write in a time set apart
Words revealed, ecstasy
Words flow, exhilaration
In the written word I am alive
Like the creatures of the forest
Moving my life around for poetry
Not an inconvenience
Because poetry is a passion, a priority
Poetry, always the main dish
At my literary meal