Monday, September 26, 2005

Gloaming

Dreamland exists outside of sleep
When evening becalms afternoon
When sun forgives moon
And the river slows to a creep

Trees tired from waiving
Flowers yawn and close their soft jaws
Bees report home
Patient dogs lick their paws

Backyard fires broadcast smoke
Shadows gone from long to nonexistent
Transistor radios recite ballgames
Distant frequencies more persistent

Those that sleep wait another day
To chase dreams
Or to dream of dreams
To pursue with eyes open or eyes closed

2 Comments:

Blogger J Eisenback said...

poetry guy

11:47 AM  
Blogger Enigma Productions Photography said...

Good job man, I actually felt myself relax.

8:18 AM  

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