Channeling verses is just that.

Songs of a soul.

When it comes on.

One hears it like a song

Complete with limerick

Rhyme and tone,

Though mine has neither

Limerick nor rhyme.

Mine are simple as they flow out.

In no particular shape or form

I do not seek any particular shape or form.

Only the messages flowing out.

One hears it like a tune in the head.

It comes in like a download.

One sees words,. then more words

And know it is imperative.

To seek time, to sit down and write.

And the words flow.

Effortlessly, blending with each other.