A Tapestry of Words and Demons
Sometimes the words for a poem come all by themselves, triggered by an event, an image, a thought. Something triggers the mind, and words and images suddenly, uncontrollably, flow. The image writes itself out and the demon puts down the pen, returning control to me.
So, I give you the tapestry of poems from the early years of demon scribbles: words and images, thoughts and visions.