Hi there! I hope you enjoy this poem that I wrote on the train this afternoon, then edited this evening. If you do, give it a like and follow my blog for more little bits of creative writing, mainly poetry. If you have time, leave me a comment with your thoughts, as I really enjoy getting feedback on my work. Thanks!
I gaze up at this painted sky, this
Flattened sphere that lids the place I once called home,
An artist’s illusion of scudding clouds dividing me
From the universe above;
From a belonging amongst the stars in the ever-expanding inky silk,
Creased and folded with twisted galaxies that lie just beyond
The reach of my hand, the touch of my eye,
There is something out beyond what I perceive
That is denied indefinitely, caged bird
That knows not that its song
Welcomes the dawn.
A Teacup Full of Stories 