‘a dream within a dream’


she used to watch them from a distance
through the smog of days and cold of haze
autumnal joy and the glory of rain
the girl with a laugh and a smile
that never foretold about things to come
what she remembers of him was his eyes and
the cuff link pair and a watch thick and grey
together they formed a connection that ought to have withstood time
in the days that followed through the festivals and endless cheer
and work that led them through hiccups of sleepless nights
life was but a celebration of the whimsy of hearts
but when the connection broke and yes it did
she wonders if they just disappeared into the wide world
fragmented and torn, at peace and warm
sitting across strangers with a teacup in hand
making chitchat that didn’t really belong
did they watch from afar or did they look for life?

she didn’t think so…she was the connection after all.


35 thoughts on “‘a dream within a dream’

  1. “life was but a celebration of the whimsy of hearts..”
    Love the way you put that…not sure if that was intended, but that is making me smile… And now I sleep with your words on my mind…and, not to forget, the smile.. 🙂

    Sweet dreams!

  2. Hi Kismet! I’ve seen your comments on several other blogs, but haven’t visited here before. This is a lovely blog, full of positive and life-affirming energy; and you have such a gift for creating richly detailed images with just a few words!

    This year I have been on a quest to visit and comment on a positive blog each day, while keeping a list of my discoveries on my own site. I’ve added your blog as today’s entry. 🙂 Glad I found my way here!

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