Why do you write? – a Sonnet

Tonight I vowed to pen a sonnet
Regardless of the question asked
I suppose I laid a hope upon it
A writing talent to be unmasked

“Why do you write?” arrives the question
What stirs my need to be verbose?
How am I stirred each scribing session?
Be it rhyme or be it prose?

There is a voice deep within
That clamours to be heard
Screen, pen and paper, to begin,
Offer the first distillery for a word.

So writing provides a platform for my voice
A plethora of words provide plenty of choice!