She Dreams Again

Written for:  The Sunday Whirl, Wordle #546

Words:  whirred, dawn, tips, off, again, awoke, mists,
        laughed, shouldered, blur, quiet, stretched

She dreams again
of a long ago
love. He, a broad
shouldered, black-
haired man who could
make her laugh
on her darkest day.
She hears a sound
in that blur before
being fully awake,
alone.  House is still,
quiet, as dawn mists
stretch ahead. She listens.
The sound returns.  
Upon drawing back curtains,
she hears a whir of
hummingbirds, pecking
at feeder with the tips
of their beaks.  Bluejay
bursts on the scene
and the hummingbirds
take off.  Perhaps
she will go back to sleep
and continue her dream.  

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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3 Responses to She Dreams Again

  1. The scene that you created was vivid. Very nice!


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