When words flow from my pen

Invention on my page

Words share my inner yen

Escape from inner cage

When the words clog my pen

I calm my mind and see

Blooms swaying in my glen

I sit beneath a tree

I let my thoughts slip by

Like water in a stream

And wait for inner cry

Words bubble up and teem

Pen scribbles on the page

Words form, begin to rhyme

Now is the time to gauge

Read words and hear a chime?