MY DREAMS/imaginary gardens with real toads




My dreams

Relive my days

In constant repetition

I awake exhausted

The job incomplete


You appeared there once

In my dream of dreams

You would not look at me

Averted your eyes

Looked away

Far into the unknown


The pantry empty

The crops are all dead

The wind took the soil

Dust storms raged


Suddenly the rain began

Huge drops fell

Like bombs exploding

The dry creek bed filled



The great flood came again

You built a boat

And then a pyramid


Each rock you lifted

And carried many miles

You drew a heart in the sand

You sailed away


July 21, 2018