~for Traveler & Jo-

they who read,
he who creates,
and supplies a marvelous word fresh born,
and we celebrate a new word’s
nativity:

+agreeance+

if only I could sing
or even write
with Niagara Falls force
of appreciation
what a miraculous joy,
this original pasta and sauce
of letters
that was never/always
meant to be
conjoined

+that nuanced combo+
of
agreement + happenstance
agreeably
connects my
heart and emotions
in my early morn
period of tallying
all the little steps
morning brings
to verify that
my breathing is good
my heart is open and exposed,
for
all the tears
I’ve already wept in but
a few moments already
in but a
few minutes reading
your new
poems and message
that are so
heart rendering

and I can smile
for the world and I
are in a state of
fulsome
agreeance!

The torrent inside unleashes its might,
A storm of grief, a lightning strike.
My heart's lament seeks to burst free
From the tides that pull relentlessly;
Where love and hate wage their war,
And peace slips through the open door.

Words sail like ships on sentiments sea,
Spilling my dreams into infinity.
As moonlight's spell commands the tide,
Where joy and sorrow both reside.
In the light and shadow of day and night,
Where pride and shame maintain their fight.

Beneath the weight of all these years,
Surviving tempests of hopes and fears,
My pen becomes my saving grace,
A vessel in this unsettled space.
Into the depths, my soul pours forth,
Seeking harbour and sailing north.

©️Lizzie Bevis