Summer Rain… #Poetry
#dreaming
A Falling Autumn… Mindlovemisery Menagerie ~ #Poetry
Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower. by Albert Camus
Catch a falling autumn leaf for good luck Bite into a crisp apple As if for the first time In the garden of Eden Let Spring wash over you See every flower grow in slow motion Walk through the seasons a second time When every falling maple leaf Becomes a wish in dreaming… ©AnitaDawes2022
Before Nightmares Begin… #Poetry
Silent Sunday…
A Dream Space… #Poetry
A Dream Space Inside time there is a dream space Never has there been a time like now For dreams to come true Afraid to sleep, don’t be Memories fade into shadows Often repeated in a new life Under warm covers, you must dream it first So that you can be reborn... ©AnitaDawes2022
Colleen’s #Poetry Challenge ~ #Specific Form ~ 4-11 ~ #Dreaming
Will we meet again When I’m dreaming My heart beats loud Like the ocean Rushing to shore Searching for you Are you dreaming Waiting for me Hold the dark nights I’m on my way Will we meet again? ©AnitaDawes2022
Awake… #Poetry
Wake up, you’re not dead You’re dreaming The ghosts you see had their time My bones ache from walking I see new faces through the fog They smile, then vanish It’s as if I’m walking from room to room Families seated at their dinner tables Then the screaming starts Drumming against my ear Then I could see the bodies, heaped in a pile The screaming came from the women Their mouths a giant O Their eyes blank white orbs I wake to my own screaming So glad I was only dreaming… ©AnitaDawes2022
Silent Sunday… Sshhh…
The Sunday Whirl ~ Wordle 532 ~ #Poetry
I ignore the sign Rush towards the crossroads Trembling, I stand Unable to choose Thoughts dip in and out I let them pass, no use How can I pick the right road? Toss a coin, heads you lose I feel the flow of blood Rush to my head I linger too long Chasing old dreams I drift toward the right-hand path My thoughts drifting after me They fray like old cotton on a slow draft My path chosen, I let my legs Take me where they will…
©AnitaDawes2021
#Silent Sunday… or (that bench has my name on it)
Anita Dawes and Jaye Marie 