Free

There’s nothing better

than being a writer

heaving paint

on canvas of life

mini dribs and drabs

and splashes of color

seeing things

only you can see

flowing into

wayward streams

slinging handfuls

of light

honing words

to sharp edges

uncovering

passion and lust

saying what

you mean

or leaving

gaps for

interpretation

screaming thoughts

in lightning bolts

twisted endings

emerging ideas

spirited words

aimed at target

tidal outflow

splitting to

form new bodies

of misty vision.

I write as I please

say what I want

don’t get paid

no chained words

I’m free at last!