Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

The Sun,
the Moon &
the Stars

& all
that
lies beyond,

calls
your
name

& wails
when
denied.

So Contact
comes
with
acceptable risk,

for your place
is held
with
monumental
expectations.

The spell
is cast
with your
wishes breath

& destiny
is
born.

wow, ~K, i feel like taking those paint pans of doreen's up there and painting this piece in broad brush strokes - slashing your words in bold bands of colour.

(that's my response - i hope that zlatko isn't reading this - he'll tell me to go ahead....)

a contract I made with the cosmos,
at the moment I entered,
or so I was told.

There's just nowhere to hide,
among the billions
of light years

Destiny written in the star, a road map if one can learn to read it and to believe, I do believe your poetry is starlight in a dark night because your muse flies on cosmic wings.
"C"