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.

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John Fleming

Date: 11/4/2015 1:13:00 AM

I like the way you close the poem with those last two lines. For all the intrinsic beauty of our great cities when lit up at night time they lack that one lovely thing: A canopy of dazzling stars! My best regards, Heather. :-) john

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 9/5/2015 3:40:00 PM

So great to see you back writing again. You have not lost your touch Heather.

Eileen Manassian

Date: 9/5/2015 9:30:00 AM

There you are, Gorgeous! It's been a while, but look here at what you post....Simply....BEAUTIFUL! I loved the wispy feel of this piece. Good to have you back. Hugs