Inspire, Heal, Bless

​I would like to sum up my own intention for writing at this time in three words

​INSPIRE - HEAL - BLESS

It is all an ageing locked down poet can do in an attempt to offer a little comfort and distraction during this massive global crisis affecting us all. Standing on the balcony outside my flat, I received these words and images from a gentle and beautiful springtime twilight. May they open a door into your creative imagination and may you find some peace there, during these very difficult shadow times. Do all you can to keep yourselves and others safe.
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Sometimes a rainbow appears at the end of a storm.

Springtime Twilight

​The far horizon
Is muted roses
And smoky amethyst
On ice blue seas
White gulls sail silent
In soft hued skies
Of aquamarine peace
The blackbird’s song
Is springtime twilight.

​Iona Jenkins 25/3/20