Profuse outpourings from my heart
Flow from my pen to paper
Or, keystrokes that impart
Light, or deep thoughts to savour.
Thus you read from scribbled ink
Or font of electric key
The perceptive manner I think,
The inner person that’s me!

It could be a concise haiku
Or, perhaps a piece of prose,
Maybe a love sonnet or two,
Or even an elegy, who knows?
What stirring spark ignites
Inside my fervent brain?
What pregnant thought incites
My sleeping pen to explain?

All I know is teeming ideas
When released onto the page
Convey all the joys, all the fears
Of memory’s many peopled stage
Which, must be quickly recorded -
A crystallisation of a thought
Often vividly worded
And of the profoundest sort.