The stuff of dreams

I missed a couple of words out of the second poem. Not the Oracle’s fault—migraine.

 

 

Broken heart healsScreen Shot 2018-03-17 at 11.33.30

with morning light.

I wake to the memory

of starfire and green ghosts,

dancing to the rhythm

of my yesterdays.

 

 

When we were young,Screen Shot 2018-03-17 at 11.52.44

the smell of skin was so sweet,

the stuff of dreams.

Water runs ever on,

yet roses are still as red,

and the hawk soars in beauty

in the windy sky.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

7 thoughts on “The stuff of dreams”

  1. Somehow I never saw these until just now, and I thought you decided not to consult the Oracle this week. These are beautiful. She must have wanted to give you something to make you feel better.

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