SHINE

Over in the Garden, Kerry shared poet Sara Teasdale.  "Teasdale's work has always been characterized by its simplicity and clarity, her use of classical forms, and her passionate and romantic subject matter.  Her poetry centered on a woman's changing perspectives on beauty love and death and served to chart the development of her own existence, from living a sheltered life in St Louis to attaining success as a well-known poet living in New York City, who had to face a struggle with depression and disillusionment. "

SHINE

Bleeding scarlet fingers twirl and fall

concrete dreams blur fragile first stars

Once upon a time I was going to  ___________

Tightly knit-I took my time to open

delicate wings

 let others see my gray eyes

One must stretch, reach and tangle

flame red threads

 stitch and lock eyes

 feel sun's caress

find your ribbons, your thread, 

hug the down of fuzzy, fragile wishes

they hold you, hug you, warm your heart's

 shine

 Sometimes 

others see only shadows in light's painted rays

 dark pupils fill colored 

iris blue pool

blinded by sun's jewels

sprouted weeds push through 

 seep, stretch, reach 

into heart's green star.

Begin again

----make tiny stitches 

hem your heart

with blind knots

 thread your edges

cut doubt away---

  before faded whispers

blow gusts of frigid wind 

dampness lingers...

crawls into your bones

n' lipid pools of  'if ' 

 cloud

all your days.

© Ellen Wilson

"An invisible red thread connects those destined to meet, regardless of time, place, or circumstances. The thread may stretch or tangle, but never break."  - Ancient Chinese Proverb