Wescape
Inspired by: Ewescape
E. Crossley
I am Ewe as you are me and
We are all One World
Our feet planted firmly in the ground,
how our minds float upstream;
dreaming our worlds into being –
fields of endeavour, streams of consciousness.
We shepherd our thoughts
orderly into pen or brush.
Hushed by its knowing glance,
we chance to see a sheepish goddess offer
other rivers we might cross.
We build our bridges, middle 8’s
with paint or clay or clef.
Weft and warp, we weave the fabric,
magically making new worlds.
Lynn Rishworth
Walkley Feral Writers
This post originally appeared on our first site, dis-spelling.org.uk in 2018