i was a princess; this morning
i looked out with disoriented eyes,
dizzy like the laughing child of five i once saw
in Venice, strewing confetti
as she spun along the quay
in a pink dress and plastic wings, flying;
i saw the words you
had spilled at my feet,
picked them up piece
by piece and tucked them away
in the empty space between
your arms and
the center of my soul,
safe for a rainy day.
10 thoughts on “last night i dreamt”
Lovely photo art to accompany this one. solid work (though the word ‘soul’ is dicing with cliche I always think)
beautiful combination of reality and emotions..
Beautiful poem, wonderful work!
always a pleasure Jingle, thoughtsnotlost. thanks for dropping by.
and to you too, Luke, from the bottom of my–ahem–soul.
Your words spun a beautiful place to stand and enjoy. The image is so perfect.. You sure are a Pricess Darling
🙂 thanks olivia!
Oh my gosh…those last few lines where you have described picking up the pieces and saving them very carefully for a rainy – REALLY beautiful and touched my heart!
Thank you so much for sharing this lovely poem with poetry potluck, Siubhan… it was a beautiful dreamy treat!
aww, thanks Kavita! you all do a wonderful job of putting all this together. thank YOU! 🙂
glad to have your work shared with other poets.
thanks so much, Jingle. 🙂