Moments of peace to hold on to;
Thread together like a beautiful patchwork of chance,
With smiles and heartbeats, with skips and starts –
A mirror of a world that were prone to;
Gives hope in a life’s tango, in this dead end of a dance,
For an opportunity and a future stitched in stars,
With someone who can ground you –
Taking a breath is enough to reset desires,
With a sticatto beat of potential possibility –
A mirror of a moment that defines us;
It gives hope to a desparative, passionate fire,
With the certainty that the hope, and resolve is within me.
So I take that beat,
And I dance that dance,
I’m vulnerable –
As I take this chance.
I’ve been an avid reader and scribbler for years but only recently started thinking about publishing my work.
I’ve always enjoyed writing and have, since 2008, been producing scripts for theatre as my main focus of writing, but always scribbling poems, songs and short stories for fun, and/or catharsis. I’m also a keen sketcher and sketchnoter.