Thursday, August 28, 2008

because in my head, it is still poetry thursday...

i dreamed words
last night
large and bold type.

they are gone
this morning,
dissolved in the rub
of an eye.

fists clenched tight
but when opened,
nothing there
but the sense
of a memory.


daisies said...

so beautiful ... your dream-y words, xo

chocolate covered musings said...

oh how often this occurs for me!
beautifully written my friend.