Focal points focus on fantasy and flowing fair beauty, alike.
Hair heightens in haste as the pen prances across the paper.
No man, no woman, nor child traces from the trance
too true to tame the wild beast.

The emotion entitled “flow” by positive psychologists and
my mild-mannered mentor, whom encourages
embracement of the excitement the sacred
flow so softly secretes, seizes me.

(I'll get to critiquing more poems on here today/tomorrow)