Writing’s a passion,
that grabs and drives you onwards,
to those greater dreams.
The words will not wait,
and swirl around when spoken,
but settle harder.
A noun is a thing,
a verse is a doing word,
together they play.
I’m not an author,
though I write many writings,
none are yet complete.
The pen’s posed ready,
hoovering over the page,
keen to make a start.
