Poem

Dreaming Solace

In the back woods of the sleepy bed
where silk sheeted solace waits unborn
downed pillows dream uncovered, bemoan
their paired duality and doubled monotone
there is a trace of place some say was lent

In the back woods of the sleepy dream
where lent enters unbidden, waits unborn
downed pillows dozily dream uncovered loan
in paired duality and doubled rhythmic monotone
there etches sketch the images of magic musing

For succor finds provision in this wooded place
the resting sustenance pressing coming day
dozily places trace themselves some say
to expose the wonder in the power sought
of time beyond the day and years and cloth

Woven treasure, silk spun lengths of lightness
over weathered wooden sleepers under stress
letting go, traced place erased, making space
feathers falling energized and weightless
going now alone, no wind needed for this chase

Through velvet dreaming smoothing out
entanglements of thought once caught
snagged and lost in spite of what was sought
until weariness won relief in down drenched
dreams restoring in and through the core

As snores ascend the ache of place and trace
a new beat multiplier harmonizes time and
rhythm, unifying and uncovering what has grown
no longer loaned but owned inside the chromosome
building quilted comforters, two selves now known

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