The Crisscross Papers Poem by Sharron Stephenson

to sprinkle the dust of magic words,
around the bauble of colourful coral,
douse the pieces of your heart into the,
centre of the oceon deep with love,
counsel the mind to crisscross the,
electrifying wires that inspire the soul,

the tinsel of the trees,
blankets of the heat of comfort,
the bark of life,
gather the papers make a fire,
embrace the flicking flames of the person,
on a new road of life,

the step you take,
the mime you say,
the pebbles you walk,
is the right and wrong way to go,

march the straight line,
to understand the world,
and human emotions,
are never the same