Glancing Out The Window

Glancing out the window
Water and sky, grey mirror.
Green palms, blow slightly,
Brown hill with speckled green.

The stillness makes me restless
Remembering last night’s dream
Of a small lion chasing a yellow fish,
And running through the mountains.

Melancholy: A space between tears and slight agitation.
Uncomfortable and silencing
In a lull; still as the small blue boat
I see, glancing out the window.


2 Comments (+add yours?)

    Jul 30, 2012 @ 17:48:09

    I particularly love the last stanza. Beautifully done.


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