What a transcendent stanza! Gorgeous poem, Connie. It sings to ones soul

There is a feeling of serenity in art,
in the alchemy of emptying one’s pen creatively 
in order to carve the unsuspecting crimson dawn 
into haiku or a sonnet,
to uncage the soul
and weave a silken sunset
or a starry sky. 
 
I want to climb the stars,
slowly sip the golden moonlight,
devour the winter sky until it melts…
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Connie Song
Jenine Bsharah Baines
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Jan 20, 2022
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What a transcendent stanza! Gorgeous poem, Connie. It sings to ones soul
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Written by Jenine Bsharah Baines3K Followers
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J…Jen…Jeni…Jenine... Proper names are poetry in the raw. (W.H. Auden) Poet, singer, seeker, hippie grandmother gleefully revealing herself
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