Flickering It’s small but it’s there That glimmer from the hidden Fire that burns deep in my Belly It tells me determinedly that I can do these things that I dream of and it’s not Idle dreaming, wishful nonsense Distracting me from Reality The nagging whisper that Refuses to be put out Despite naysayers and laughter Raised eyebrows that say Dreamer Smirks that say put it away The glimmer that refuses To be extinguished The magical light that Even as a tiny almost unseen Flicker It keeps on flickering Glimmering and will not Go out because the spark Is hidden away in my soul Untouchable. ©️AilsaCawleyPoetry2020 Ailsa Cawley : I have written since I can remember, devouring the stories of Roald Dahl under the covers by torchlight. I have always loved fairy tales, myths and magic. A good deal of the things I write has some truth in it. Others, not. You may find my writings on my website here , or follow me on Twitter or Facebook . *For submission guideli...
Women's Spiritual Poetry