True Voice

Occasionally I am allowed to write with what, I think, is my true voice. When that happens, the words do flow, the words do scan, and there is effortless, rhythm and rime. It all works as one single piece, with hardly a need to correct and tweak. A voice from deep within that speaks so clear and so well, I wonder if I'm under a spell and can't really claim it as mine Most times that voice is declined strangled by an ugly beast inside that commits mundane lines and subjects me to poetic fines. That is why this daily grind to batter the beast, to free the voice that is mine.