There is an invisible thread
that connects you and I
no matter the time Or silence.
It’s a sleep walk until I trip on
the cosmic Intervention that kept us apart.
When I’m awake
The tangles of deep reflection
Become metaphors for you.
All heart breaks and loose ends are You again
They are knitted into my stories.
Care free words go whispered in my poems
Just as if I am speaking to you…
Words with no home- Poetry with no harmony
They have no rhythm
but I still need them to sing-and I make them sing!
I take the no rhythm strings and I weave them
together to make more of our thing.
Each tiny NOT,
like a tiny Noose
around all of the
that denied us.
I write poems that explore all aspects of love. Writing is the balancing force for things that sometimes make no sense! And what can be more senseless than love? 🙂