Sometimes the most beautiful things
Are those with no inherent cause
Are spontaneously inspired
A single thought that brings
Words upon words without a pause.
So that is when these poems
Emerge and grow out of my brain
They take on life and flutter around
And align like gems upon a chain
But in my mind they cannot remain,
So I cease and caress the words
Nurture those seeds into a stem
Then my pen begins to caper
As I coax the words onto paper
That was bland and lifeless without them...
