Poetry Walks….

Sequins on her shoes and in her eyes, Poetry Walking

Flip flop, high top girl

Bridge centered

Wonder when heart will cave free

From butterfly seizures

Gutted to be refilled

Soft as sunshine on snow upon

Dawns broken china blue

Freedom fleets through hands and heart…

The phrase Poetry Walks came to me one day out of the clear blue. It wouldn’t go away so I sat down and wrote a little bit about it.

I’m now thinking about having the words tattooed on my inner ankle….?

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