I trapeze with breath and eyes
cross page of write
It tickles in a golden tone
that opens heart.
I swing from word to word,
Phase to phase,
and Verse to Verse.
I glide in a place
where there’s no time
but for the bird
who whistles at dawn.
I trapeze graceful
with gratitude
for a poets treasure
that graces the mind.
Thank you poets Jamadhi Verse and
TS Poetry you are both so so inspiring
