Find me suspended above rooftops
As mist and chimney smoke drift
Hold on before the clock stops
Tearing the penultimate rift
See clearly - how our eyes shine bright
Brighter still before they open
While all we hope in
Disappears with first light
Dream with me for one last night
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I really like how the last line brings such a powerful sense of finality to the poem.
ReplyDeleteThanks. I like to build up to one last line, but I am not always sure where I will end up in my thoughts and rhyme.
ReplyDeleteHave you seen the site http://darkcopy.com/ ?
ReplyDeleteI sometimes use Notepad on my computer when I don't have a pen and paper available, and Dark Copy is an even simpler editor. In some ways it resembles this site.
"See clearly - how our eyes shine bright
ReplyDeleteBrighter still before they open"
Love that line. It definately deals with the universal that dreams are an escape. For everyone; the romantics and the realists. We are all dreamers at night.
I haven't seen it, but I am going to right this second:) Thanks for the tip....it beats having to go back and type up all that I've written on napkins and scraps of paper:):) (I still haven't even coming close to word processing my poems....some day I will:)
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