Poetry Walks….Posted: October 12, 2011
Sequins on her shoes and in her eyes, Poetry Walking
Flip flop, high top girl
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….?