the hawk flies in…
Shifts shape.
Becomes Muse
—drapes veil
—gauze
—light
drapes gold.
Spangles air
in transparent glitter
gilds Life
— page
—picture
—person
gilds Truth.
Twirls, evanesces
restless quantum
faceted spyglass
reveals God.
—sensed
—filled
—full
the Muse flies
yet remains…
©Karen Robiscoe
Fantastic 🙂
How incredibly artistic, all elements of this fine piece of poetry fills
our cups my sweet friend and I have enjoyed reading and viewing
this one 🙂 Have a lovely day today Charron 🙂
Andro xxxx
You’re a genius! I’ve really missed you! I have been ill, but recuperating ~ Hope you’re well dear. Faithfully Debbie
Hi Debbie. I am so glad you are on the mend. I have missed you and your spritely spirit! Take it easy, though, and don’t overdo. The world is brighter for your presence so you take good care!!
(( )) hugs…and hearty heart…:)