Dreaming
Dreaming..
A suspicion arises
Perhaps from a book
Or a voice..or a review
Of a lifetime..Or none
Of these..perhaps
A quiet time with
Everything shelved for
A delicious moment..
Allowing Nothing to
Dawn..with a glance
At the shelf..recognizing
Nothing as Dreaming...
Copyright © Charles Coon | Year Posted 2020
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