Writing to me. A release of sadness, the sharing of joy. It is just another way to explore. Thoughts I have at the moment, or emotion that is bottle in. A flow that comes as easy as a breeze, setting myself free to breathe with a keyboard or a pen. Reading feeling the other poetic flow, seeing how they grow. Feeling the rhythm moving in time from hip-hop to jazz. Growing and flowing myself. Seeing patterns forms, then none at all…it comes from how you put it on paper… it comes from the atmosphere. When it comes I am awakens into laughter sometimes tears. I enjoy writing and I enjoy reading to. So much talent in these forums. So gifted are the explorer. I enjoy every moment I can spare. To write, to read, to explore, to flow.