We Women Who Write
Retreat to
the balm of living spaces, lush from summer rain
the mesmerizing of wings soaring overhead
the klatch of tale and rhyme lovers reclaiming lost time
the connection created when imaginations align
Retreat from
the noise of our existence, full yet flooded
the undone tasks and toils of our days
the weight of holding happiness for all
the fear of failure in our own eyes
When two or more are gathered…magic happens
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Very nice, Rebecca. I love the ending, which gives the word “retreat” another meaning. Also, the sounds in
” the klatch of tale and rhyme lovers reclaiming lost time”
really sang to me.