The Snowflake Chronicles

The Host of Inspiration

Another cup of coffee,
another line of verse,
perhaps a quatrain stanza
written in reverse.

Does writing in reverse,
require a mirror to translate
stanza, line, or verse?

I wonder
as I write this
where the inspiration
comes from
to pin
these lines I write.

My soul connects with angels,
a host of glittering muse
whose rainbow colored wings inspire
the word I write today.

I feel the hosts of inspiration
gather around me
as I describe
in line and stanza
the visions that meditation
whispered to my soul.