Published on March 2nd, 2015 | by Alison Kjeldgaard
0Aspens
My wandering eyes find
You- sleeping shape in moonlight-
While wind whispers in the night.
You- simple silhouetted lines-
Breathing evenly in dream time-
Past worlds collide in my mind.
In the dark he kissed her,
Swaying shadows in the breeze-
Moving with summer aspen leaves-
In moonlight no one missed her.
With crinkled eyes he kissed her.
Happily she sighs, lies
Sprawling on the glassy grass,
Thinking of the just passed past-
Of mumbled “hi’s” and “how time flies,”
Of drawn-out dolorous goodbyes…
Exhaled cigar smoke,
A hazy, visible sigh,
Blown across a moonlit sky.
She revels in her smoky cloak…
And suddenly, I awoke.
My dream-dizzy eyes
Blur silhouetted lines-
Hands catch shadow lovers,
Rustling aspen leaf covers-
Dappled dreams blow out of mind,
Like fallen leaves in the wind.