Donations are essential to keep Write Out Loud going    

I watched her eyes

I watched her eyes

©Leora Rosner


I watched her eyes dance and jitter

As her eyelids slowly closed

Moving toward an unknown dream

Brought on by trees stampeding

As they trespassed every open window

Their broad leafed invitation

Conjuring wings with which to fly

Past abbreviated horizons

Leaving littered shattered glass

Returning to sand

Forming beaches

Echoing whale songs

To illuminate the heavens

Embracing the distant stars

Forming pathways paralleled

Crossing hither and thither

For the sake of adventure

And silken melancholy

The fabric of hearts broken

And then embroidered

Patch-worked and quilted

Cradling the soul

Gently rocking along

The clickety clack clickety clack clickety clack

Of a diligent metronome

Impersonating the steel wheels

Of this train we ride

By happenstance

Sitting across from each other



◄ The Brindy Weeze


No comments posted yet.

If you wish to post a comment you must login.

This site uses cookies. By continuing to browse, you are agreeing to our use of cookies.

Find out more Hide this message