Night Sky – Smith Shine Poetry

stars

There’s something about the stars at night, that makes me want to write.

I stare at the night sky.Beyond the abyss.Patterns produce beats calling me into action.Shedding a light into my soul. Sparking the reaction.Good and evil crossing fine lines.I now graft like I’m dancing.Embrace responsibility like rhymes.There’s victory in a rock pile.Smash, smooth and stack them.Offer them and smile.An answer I now know.Developing in our suffering, untilContinue reading “Night Sky”