Powers In You

As one would least expect it
It is the mystical powers in you
that I find self solely absorbed
in colloquial fields of mysticism

I can go on with flimsy cords,
yet another will do to fasten me
the skies reach in their sapphire
entwining marvels of phantasms

to firmly fasten me with pert,
literacy reads me promptly
placing intrigue within me,
swirling mind of fascination

Utter me through the winds,
through fields of fantasy, and
briefly scribble me with tendrils
of green, fill my blank pages,

So my utter-less heart may utter
words with meaning, then I shall go
on my merry way to the land in the
skies, a path of rainbows I must follow.

© Rena Scribe 2009

Reviews

[Kelley]

that was a pretty good poem .
I like how it ended most of all.
thanks for sharing.
Kelley