Sacred Spaces

(by Kristen Bruni For Inspired Contest) I never choose a place to write when settling in a new home. I let the space talk to me and slowly reel me it's zone. I find it best to type it first as my writing can get messy. Backspacing is much easier less casual and more dressy. My sacred place to release my words is usually on my table. Where your supposed to eat yet allows me to enable. My brain to focus on the beauty that blooms as the poetry comes to life. Creating stories and passion mixed in with hardship and strife. My space is always snug as to embrace my creations. Cozy and peaceful propelling through durations. Candles lit illuminate my soul even if it's light. The tiny flame reminds me of poems that will ignite. My purpose is always to make another smile. A short little story instead of a novel with long miles.