The wild poetree 

whispers of  gypsy winds and 

lilting lullabies 
Embers of emotions 

Smelting words into

Liquid form with the nights midnight ink
Worlds arise in misty form

Spun from dreams and breath

Wonderous creation
 Dewlit strands of silk

Thread these visions into cloth

Of determined gold
Delicately held

Tapestries of memories

Unfurl me gently
The spool of life spun

I return to poetree

My nest high above

Roselinde