Ebony fingers
touch the strings
a song to mark
the place I first knew you
You set the rhythm
made the dance of years
each step. When gentle day
turns swift to night
I will not be alone
Your touch has healed my pain
I smile for you
this music tunes my heart
to yours
Cherita Fitzgerald is the Muse of Participatory Poetry Plaiting, Collaborated Combined Compositions, Merged Melded Meter, Liaisons of Linked Lyrics and Wedded Woven Words. Here poets come together to participate in cooperatively braiding various poetic forms, working together to create layered verse and compose reflective poetry. “A golden braid of mind, soul and spirit, endlessly folding back upon itself to reflect new images of poet and EveryLight.” (faucon of Sakin'el)
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