nothing summons

Posted: March 23, 2017 in Uncategorized

in the morning when consciousness overtakes dreams
the day cannot seem to begin

fading images hover in the air a snug blanket of ectoplasm
benevolent phantoms out of place but welcome

like strangers bearing good news
an immutable message of inexplicable warmth

nothing summons the moments creep by in languid contemplation
i would rather linger in this embrace than greet the day

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Comments
  1. Theron Williams says:

    I like it !

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  2. Stephen C Sullivan says:

    Sounds like a wonderful way to describe languishing in the realm of sleep vs. reality.

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  3. the pen dreamed a poem, I discern a wrinkle of perception

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  4. poet13 says:

    Thank you. I’m glad the poem moved you 😉

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  5. stepha says:

    you have described the orgasm being in that place between worlds you good.

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