My Poetry

Free from the hunger of expectation
Your thirst quenched by sipping from your own stream
No longer just a job, something you do
Drives you and keeps awake through the night

Wake up to a new day, the rest of your life
The sun's rays as bright as your mind
Racing with thought, barrelling through purposeful ideation
Design your thinking with curiosity and fashion a way ahead

Tasked with what bears fruit
Seek not that basket of your labour
But just the thrill of the ride; trust the process
Winners and losers a construct of man's game; your expanse as wide as the egress

Live with words, live within your world
Name your plays
Find your place
Imagination the source of your bread