New Again

Neglected underutilized spaces
tend to fill themselves in
It’s no wonder folks arranged themselves
to accommodate my fears and tears
It’s time for something new

I’m not blaming lamenting
No longer baffled or bereft left
wondering what happened

From a seed only
I can create and amend worlds
Lay down foundations erect edifices
Fill up and build out on purpose
Exercise creative license potter’s rights
Extrapolation can be a
dangerous and wondrous thing

It’s in my hands to do
even as I speak
Maybe not a seed
but a small tiny piece of a thing
to build upon
A taste a smidgen the essence of
To birth something new