Ether-Bound -Anacreontic Verse
Ether-bound,
into the blue
I’m flying
with his hand
clasped in mine.
Is this a dream?
Underneath us
earth is growing small.
But up and up -
wondrously we lift!
Above a mound
of clouds we drift.
A glorious haze
of stillness
envelops us -
sweet tranquility.
I turn to see
his eyes so tender -
mirroring mine.
Suddenly,
a sharp shrill sound
splits the silence
most profound.
The clouds vanish.
I lose his hand
as I reach toward
the alarm clock.
Sadly, yes,
it was but a dream.
April 13, 2021
For Silent One's Anacreontic Verse Poetry Contest
3-5 syllables per line, checked by Howmanysyllables.com
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2021
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