It’s World Poetry Day…

… so here’s a poem! and a bit of a sneak preview of my next post.

Enjoy!

In Your Own Dreamtime

Somewhere between creation and birth

in your own dreamtime

your journey outward began.

Before you ever saw the light of day,

the sun rose, set on you

on three continents.

You crossed oceans once, twice,

four times.

You ask where before why,

your fingers trace a river on a map,

following the flow

from source to sea.

Lines of latitude mark your space.

You reach to grasp poles,

stretch toward the equator.

There’s no holding you back.

I can see the open road in your eyes.

Published in Aesthetica Creative Writing Annual 2017, ISSN 2048-8777