I put my mind on pause till the midnight moonrise
I get hysterically reverent when the church bells chime
Painted soft flames of love flick around my heart
the shadow of a poet, she’s only catching sparks.
I want to sleep deeply in a minor key
need that old emerald seas washing over me.
Sprinkles of “should haves” drop into the sand
As seeker, a woman. Just had to love that man.
Catching sparks, clear as star fire
Catching sparks of loving-kindness
Catching sparks like yellow fireflies
Catching sparks till I close my eyes.
2 thoughts on “catching sparks”
Jill….how do I go about following you on Blue Cordelia. When I enter my email address, it tells me that my account does not exist. ????
Try like and then follow. I am not sure. Let me check it out.