when i write

When I write I connect to the stars,

To the universe that no-one else can see.

To the dreams and the darkness

That appear in my head from nowhere.

Maybe I write people.

Maybe I write feelings.

Maybe I write primroses and hazel catkins.

And spring sunshine to the smell of oranges.

Maybe I write funny.

Maybe I write the celebration of men and women.
Or women and men.

I write my style.

I write my voice.

I write my take.

I write my rhythm.

Big Magic.

Move hearts. Speak love

Speak love. Connect joy.

Big magic.

I write my joining.
I write my enemies to oblivion.

Slipping loosely into oily dark sea.

Words ivory gleaming afloat in sound

Pure intention.
Invincible.

© Patrick Ellis