You give wings to
Flightless birds,
Breathing life into
these very words.

Through each line
To love or long,
You play the melody
That writes the song.

Like a ballerina
Set upon the stage,
Gracefully you dance
Across every page.

You are my muse.

Written for dVerse Quadrille #143. (Word: Muse, Count: 44)
Photo credits: Anjana C via Pexels.
Copyright 2022 Greg Glazebrook, All Rights Reserved.

Christmas Magic

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Christmas Eve
Children gathered by the tree
Light dancing across
A thousand strands of silver tinsel
Swaying with the slightest breeze.

If you squint just right
Every point bursts into
A universe of colour
Like stars in the heavens
Bringing Christmas magic to life.

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