Pastel pink morn long fades to dusk-
tethered incense smoke drifts — in dreams
Sail-wings lift me from blue to black
silver-glittered night, to islands
Touch stone planets not found awake
where cradled messages sleep, wait
They leap and wriggle, imbued fish,
unlocked clues that school, follow me
hummed unknown familiar tunes
of archetypal mystery
another pastel pink vista.
Fading fish slip, to be writ quick
I take my coffee with cream, sip
and hum, reading daily email.
”Gifts from Psyche’s Garden” class starts
soon, build your own Rosetta stone
Goodnight and sweet dreams is something I told my sons every night as I hugged and kissed them and sent them off to bed when they were little.
“Gifts from Psyche’s Garden” is a class that our local library system offers a space for that explores myths, archetypes, and how they are inter-connected to dreams. Our facilitator is an artist, psychologist, and dedicated dreamer.
top image link
Grace is today’s host of dVerse’ Poetry Form. Grace says:
Today’s writing challenge: To write a Synchronicity poetry verse using the guidelines as described [below.]
Eight three-line stanzas in a syllable pattern of 8/8/2. This poetry type has no rhyme and is written in the first person with a twist. The twist is to be revealed within the last two stanzas.
I’m also linking this up to earthweal‘s Open Link Weekend.