Tuesday, August 12, 2025

the air I breathe

Music is Music

Poetry is Poetry;

in shared spaces 

of my crafting 


they do not (always)

share my heart 

bare my soul

announce my emotional state 

or allude to a depth of drowning 


Music is Music

Poetry is Poetry; 


they are 

the air I breathe

the thing I bleed 

the Spirit moving through me

in a world of kindling and ash