Dreamer of Words

My name is Elena. I write poems in my head and some of them make it onto paper. Creation heals my soul; I live for it and because of it. I write and draw and play music and lose myself in my imagination. I am an aspiring art therapist, giving it all I’ve got to make it. I have a whole other world in my head and here, I will share it with you. I long to meet you. Please come and share your imagination with me.

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The Butterfly Crossing

Down my road,

Take a right turn.

You’ll find the place

I call the butterfly crossing.

The road is cobbled

Double yellow lines are

Painted crudely,

And there are four

Wings of road, leading

Off in different directions.

I cross diagonally.

I always look down one

Of those wings,

Towards the barbican

Where I can see

The sails of boats

Proud against

The sea and sky.

I feel the tugging in my

Heart whenever I am

Near my butterfly crossing, and

The urge to turn my head

And point my feet across

My butterfly’s body.

I want to walk down

Each one of his

Wings and see

What transformation

He has to offer me.