Am 
I
Becoming

An Artist?

Finding my 
Feet?

Identifying 
The rise of grain
Under my 
Well-worn fingers

Like a craftsman
Finding 
Finest
Rather than
Familiar?

Can I give
Life and 
Edge to these
Words 
Of mine
That slip 
So easily
From 
My 
Mind?

My
Voice
finding
Echoes of 
former 
Self

Like a
Chef
Conjouring 
Forth
Flavour
From
Simple flour.