I See No Other From Yesterday Poem by Ceri Naz

i am jenny
hopping freely from canopy of canticles
watching seagulls by the seashore
humming like robins
after the storms and thunders
stepping on the broadway
of this apex without borders

i listen to Minerva
dispersing her thoughts
from psalms of our reigning universe
up these stairs and scaffoldings
i asked for the bottomline
of no others, of no outcast
of our own time

uplifting the quagmire
of unreachable, and impossible
i toss the coin
and hold on.
i am beyond the valleys of possibilities
stride my glides
in our lighthouse of unforgotten
ordinary things
we smile
we knit
we fondle
TOGETHER.