Childhood memories

the thread is snipped

there is no end and no beginning
and only moment lingers for a while
a sigh
a twinkling of familiar smile
and scent
and sounds
of the abandoned nest
the darkness of the wall is crossed minutely
with pale and fleeting spots
of headlights and the clanking
of glass in dusty metal frames
and tremor under brown leather
of streetcars in the dead of night
the whispers and the odors yellow
that open spheres
to the dark blue sky
that bleeds the light of the unknown suns
anticipation, expectations

dream

a star fell down

February 22, 2008