Monthly Archives: January 2012

A fragment…

Last Wednesday I had a dream. I woke feeling at peace. This fragment describes it…

In my dreams
a soft blanket of silver ash covers me

The souls of the dead
mingle with mine

Home II

 

It won’t be contained
this home of mine
not by political borders
geographic boundaries

 

We shall see the desert
rainforest, ocean vast
The aurora borealis,
phantasmagoric
will delight us each night

 

No, it won’t be contained
by the prison of time
each moment framed
as before or after
it will always be now

 

Smudges on doorjambs
echoing feet
laughter and tears
our capricious whims sated