Encounters in Dreams

Written for:  Poetic Asides #469 – Write an encounter poem.
“The encounter could be a scheduled appointment. Or an unexpected meeting. The encounter itself could be a happy event. Or produce sad, anxious, scary, or annoying emotions. Could be person-to-person. Or person-to-animal, animal-to-animal, or even robot-to-alien (because, why not?).”

A unicorn offers me
a ride. I take it.
‘Where are we going,
I ask. ‘On a trip,’
he says, tipping his
horn, ‘to see all there
isn’t in this world.’
Made sense to me. I waved
at mermaids dancing,
a scarecrow prancing–
and fancy this–a cater-
pillar blowing smoke
at a rakish cat who
repeatedly vanishes.
A dynamic dino-whale
swims by, surprisingly
nimble. I reach out
to touch him, and find myself
clutching a pillows in a room
I know does exist.  The unicorn
on my dresser kept perfectly


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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