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Saturday, August 31, 2019

In Age

In age, I dreamt myself a child again--
a blown leaf, my parents the wind.

Alone, I dreamt of family again--
my son a child, I rose and fell from the west.

Adored by a dog, I dreamt of dogs--
alive again, and my heart was calm.

In sleep, I dreamt of youth--
desire and sweetness came down from the hills.

In morning, leaves tap the sill--
dog and I raise our heads to the early breeze.
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for Micro Poetry at Toads. "Fill the empty parts."

10 comments:

  1. Dogs fill empty spaces so wonderfully. The opening lines I think are key to this. But a dog. A dog fixes everything, even deep sorrow.

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  2. Ah, this makes me feel some kind of way, as they say. Cat and I are raising our heads to the breeze right now

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  3. I adore this Shay. My dog is now 14, and I love him dearly. They make life so joyous.

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  4. The memories are soothed and more bearable when one lives with a dog. This is so perfectly beautiful. I love it so much.

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  5. I love this journey of dreams and the beauty each one holds. Simply gorgeous poetry here Shay!!

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  6. This is beautiful, Shay. I adore the couplets, the mood of seasons past, and the comfort of present.

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  7. How lovely, mature, wistful, knowing, wondering, affecting... And yes autobiographical. Thank you for sharing yourselfAnd yes autobiographical. Thank you for sharing yourself

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  8. I love the thought of filling the voids and dreaming of youth, and the dogs we have left (in my case it would be cats)

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  9. Dogs and dreams fill emptiness. Love this Shay!

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  10. Existentialism never sounded so peaceful. Loved. La la Mosk

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