Denial
Memories float away,
catching sunlight as they sway,
a cloud of spent dandelions
dancing on the breeze,
like a blizzard in summer,
a storm without the freeze.
Numbness settles in
with its needles and its pins,
robbing feeling, looting hope,
weeding dreams before they grow
like a smattering of stars
snuffed by the city's glow.
Copyright © Heather Ober | Year Posted 2015
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