Poetry

From free verse to rhyme to strict poetic structures learned along the way – long or short…
~All Our Lives Are A Poetry~

Sleeping Stars

The dances of sprinklings of stardust
Strung together, then torn back apart
Here into the spaces, invisible places
Shape shift into all that we are

Inside the time and the ripples,
There’s magical spell that releases
Of ebbing and flowing, the knowing grows glowing,
Re-birthed into rhythms afar, we sleep.

IW