Like magician who reveals magical threads of colorful silks,
I the writer reveals strand-like phases from mind.
Many memories hidden are pulled to write poem.
First I start with breath
carefully whispering my intention.
One, two, three, fingers start to dance on keyboard
In a flash the energies right to expand heart with craft
and Wa-la a poem is done.
Now, I wait for YOU
my audience to arrived.

StarBG © 2017