Monday, January 11, 2016

poem of the day January 11


I watch you dream
your fluttering eyes
so very clear
Are you far
Are you near
Are you  hero
Are you thief
Are you on familiar ground
perhaps some river
or house
greeting future lives
Your breath is 
the tide you ride
I watch
your eyes still fluttering
very fast
then stillness come
as the moment is past

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