“Settle down little teapot” the creative is a maelstrom.

I thought I was doing one thing when

They came in to make tea. (I’m like Wendy of Neverland)

Artists with big energy- leaving cups unwashed

And Daniel handing me his phone

An image of his lastest piece- tall sentinals-very

Stern- who guard the feminine.

He’s on a roll now- riffing

About how the men don’t know what to do

Because its up to the women to open the portals.

But having been squashed for centuries- isn’t

It an interesting plot twist that now when

Everything hangs on a tread, it’s up to women

To open the Portal, weaving the new world-thereby

Activating the masculine- to protect

What is opening, the birth – the offspring.

As I said, creativity is a maelstrom

Jumping in you could get wet.