Day shift.
I wake without my dream.
Lay down & try to go back.
A truncheon urges me on.
I cannot speak their dreamless dirge but understand that beating baton.
See others talking to the sky & tying ribbons
on tree branches.
God is here.
I've crossed over.
Dream done.
#vss365
I found a corner, in the
abandoned room,
where the clocks have long since
unwound,
and where the stillness dusts
the mantel. the
walls shed, the
webs hang, the
air has settled into familiar piles..
People are flowers
half life's spent in bed
waking for their dew.
When we feed on the seeds
of the secrets we keep
we wither our sleep
in the longing for darkness
far from the truth of the sun.
Do not be afraid
to be open as the day
to blossom as you.
#MadVerse
.
Before the Big Bang
when energy got antsy
it scratched its own itch
and now through our telescopes
we look back on everything.
.
#tanka#5lines#micropoetry
.
.
We could all go on
forever if the cosmos
suddenly made sense
and explained itself to us
before time takes it away.
.
#TankaThursday (forever)
#tanka#5lines#micropoetry
.