DREAMS AWAKE

My mind is ticking,
Not so much in
Poetry,
Though creative words
Are used to dream,
To vision,
Sift the twists and turns,
What is just birthing,
Finding excitement
Once again,
I am dreams awake,
Along a calm river,
Inspiration comes
In waves,
Soft ripples,
No stormy clouds,
All I can say is I am,
As if I am not alone,
As if
…I am one with the water
…Satisfied—

 

Gayle Bluebird (Oct.’18) comments, “I see myself next to the river we all would be next to; or to be the river, but then with our words flowing with the river, we can be. We can be the water flowing, being who we are ourselves.”

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