dandelion dreams
Our nascent potential
like a dandelion trapped in amber
of memory.
Unuttered whispers
carnival gypsy crystal ball future
that fades
with the warm setting suns.
The echo
from our sister universe
where we were one
still lingers
as the yellow beams
slowly fade to dusk.
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Liking all your stuff, this one no exception
Thank you for the support Steve!
I’ve read everything that you’ve shared so far, and I have to say your poetry is art. Some of the best poetry I’ve read in years, truly.
I’m glad that you are sharing this.