Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
Aphotic dreams are colder than death Wishes, dangerous and electricGlimpses into beclouded illusions Keeping the old stories replaying In dark portals of curtain drawn memories Long forgotten symbolic signsSuch savage dreams, a paradoxical hazeDisappearing upon awakening Author’s Note: I started on Google with Dreams are… and went from… Continue Reading “Aphotic”
Joy these days comes from watching the woodpeckers flit about as they try their best to drink from the hummingbird spout And the flock of playful lovebirds, with brilliant feathers greengathering ’round the bird bath, cheering, and chittering while I live my dream dVerse… Continue Reading “Living My Dream”
In the dreaming hours juxtaposed between keeping watch on the ticking clock and
“We cast away priceless time in dreams, born of imagination, fed upon illusion, and put to death by reality.” Judy Garland In my dreams you are there, dark silhouette of a man my sleeping eyes flutter to the hammering beat of the song you… Continue Reading “In My Dreams”
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