The somnambulists
walk slowly,
precisely,
through the stucco promenade
made from figures
in their
minds.
Each brick,
is a fantasy
linking dreams
and gravity
like the soft, pink
umbilical cord.
Their processions,
in the darkest
space
of their minds,
will surely end
with coming of
each day.
4 comments:
sounds like a fitting farewell to 2005. happy new year's, stan.
lovely!
linking dreams and gravity
Ooh, loved the novelty of this line. Bravo!
And a toast to the sleepwalkers! *grin* Your imaginative side shows in this piece, Adrian. A most wonderful read.
Dreamy! -- literally!
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