a walk with P – act II

take me

to the place

where

words sprout wings

amongst

imaginable dreams

and

beyond ~

cognitive couching

the cliche states ~

“Dream big or go home.”

I disagree.

I say ~

“Even the tiniest of dreams

is

a reason to stay.”

I stand on the edge of slumber ~

searching… reaching…

for words to lead me far ~ ~

beyond the twilight

of my thoughts…

and

embrace my dreams in strokes

of billowing grace…

an everlasting dance

May 13, 2017 – Graduation

embraced by a melody…

consumed by a rhythm…

I reach beyond my present

and

wrap my arms

around

the memories of the past…

beyond….

a rose

is a rose

is a rose ~ unless

one chooses

to

delve

deep

into the shadows ~

and beyond

where only the imagination has eyes

to believe…

kisses from mimz

I keep tossing kisses into the wind ~

in hopes they reach their intended target ~ ~ 

landing softly upon

the precious cheeks

I have kissed

since

day

one…

the close of day

the view across the pond

I am intrigued by sunsets ~

bewitched,

bewildered

&

frightened.

I see more than days

passing

into

nights

&

kaleidoscopes of color

swallowed

by

darkness.

I see moments approaching ~

slipping away

&

chapters ending ~

never to be lived…….

again.

~ patiently ~

my eyes wait ~ patiently ~

for

Spring to unveil its priceless splendor…….

~ inner fire ~

each burning brighter

aspiring to go farther

goals are limitless

in the wings

~

~

~

alongside a trail…

~

with tutus perfectly coiffured,

les petites ballerines

nervously stand

in the wings ~

~

anticipating their cue…

~

~