Bio Note: I have been a poet and an artist most of my life and consider both forms of expression to be my best friends. I am always searching for moments in life that deserve to held still and then described with words, shape and color. I am most gratified when a reader feels I have understood their inner experience. My work has been published recently in Trouvaille Review, Tipton Poetry Journal and Agape Review.
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how much does the sky weigh at any one time when counting all things that fly that intermingle and evaporate that rise and fall all things hidden from our view do the gods calculate such things standing on the clouds in their rhinestone sandals? one came to me through my open window on a summer night when I was a child hiding inside my heart her hair a radiant curtain, gently lifted she smelled of green cut grass and wore a dress of soft white moon cloth she smiled and when she spoke a sparkle of fireflies floated out into the air believe, she said and gave me a tiny pearl covered in wings, to swallow use this to float up to the sky and you will be counted what is the power of hope when compared to the density of darkness what is the weight of the gravity beneath our beds what is the weight of the sky when we arrive do the gods consider such things?
©2022 Victoria Twomey
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