Saturday Morning, A Poem by our Featured Author, Celia Blake

(Poem of the Week)

My story falls upon the page

like snow upon a hill

a morning filled with crystal thoughts

embodied with a quill

Breathe in the pure

breathe out the words

soft and steady form

A dog barks

geese call out

harmonizing our report

White starry haze above

like blankness on the page

falling wishes filling space

is how we can create

A new land is born

a new scene forms

on and on she writes

it starts to breathe on its own

like an instrument alive.

—Celia Blake

Saturday Morning is from Part I of Muse, a collection of poetry by Celia Blake

Hard copies of the complete collection can be purchased HERE.

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