I write because I heard a voice that said, “Write what you hear.”
As I listened in closely and pressed my inner ear
I began to hear these words come together like something I’ve never heard before
It started drizzling, raining, then thunder and lightning
Thumping my heart to release the caged word
Here it comes pushing the award-winning article out
Poetry, poems and stories untold yet ready to be heard
This is why I write
-Lisa
A Hug Without A Touch 