A wish

Beauty flows beneath
the skin of this world,
singing with the nightingale,
whispering like the sea.

The bitter-bare has flowered,
and in the trees, spring shines
through the wind.

Ask, and I will blow your dreams,
hatched from dragons’ eggs,
coursing with the sap of the moon,
into the mists of summer.

For it will come,
and love will light the cool shade
of the garden with heart music,
and forests will grow, sweet as honey,
into the open arms of the sky.

Dream, blue and running,
and may you never see the ship
that founders on the shore,
or the red rose fall in russet sighs
among the raindrops.

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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.

19 thoughts on “A wish”

    1. But you did use so many of the same images! I’ve just read your moon poem, and though it’s directed to the moon and not the ‘you’ we both have the sea and the ship and the roses.

      1. Thank you for the thoughtful poems, Jane! Sorry, the last weeks i am always late. Either I have to do something for work, or I fall asleep despite having an espresso. 😉

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