I write observing my own visions.
Seeing them come alive
as pen lands on paper runway.

OH to feed my addiction evermore,
as mind travels from line to line.
verse to verse, poem to poem.

OH to satisfy my own vibration,
and become explorer climbing
mountain peaks of script.

Oh to live in the reality of phases
where each word gets implanted
so others may excavate.

I write because I’m member of club
who needs outlet that becomes friend.
And so... I inflate
balloon in breath with ballads.
Poesies that just float away.