Daily poem 42: When?

 

When did we turn the wrong corner

 

find a dull treeless avenue

where we expected birdsong?

 

I expected birdsong

but now I wonder

what was in your dreams—you never said.

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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.

20 thoughts on “Daily poem 42: When?”

  1. I like the conversational tone of this one. Especially the last few lines…a subtle shuffle from ethereal to reality. I like it perhaps because I tend to talk this way, much to the frustration of my partner who has giving up expecting a full train of thought to land at the station. I guess my brain is always one step ahead without concern for the luggage left on deck. 😉

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