POETRY
by Ali Stewart-Ito
Your voice
Like poetry
Swimming in pools of shimmering lovelies
Diving to depths for quarters your mom threw for you to fetch.
Crowds stampede through narrow passages
Rhythm for your thoughts
Pounding your temples, you cringe
Fingertip circles that lead to insides
To images that race, ones you embrace
Hoping, reaching, praying for a better place
Than here, a better time
Than now.
Pause…reconsider…reflect
Words dance on the page
Life breathed in as they fly through space
Searching for open doors
No better place than
Here
No better time than
Now.
Shimmering Lovelies 