Spool cursive sentencesconnected by sighswhen pulled & stretchedcould roll into the world’slargest spool –worry-wood wrappedin the thread of my living I miss her such a collision of soundsthese letters of undoingspell my story of stitcheshemming edges thatdesire an end beyondthis body
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Poem 186 – How it happens
How it happens Words wing.Soar in my mind on gusts of worry or joy,swoop like precision kestrels into the shadowy depths of my knowingyet even with my intuition firmly in flight, I slip into a sliver of eyeinside the tornado of love & I fall – The yang of departure like clear blue sky, comforting… Continue reading Poem 186 – How it happens
VANESSA SHIELDS, writer 