I Imagine

I imagine her pearl-pink clouds crashed into gray and the wind 
grew too stiff, blowing leaves into sparring wars over a dull earth. 
I imagine the sun flashed peculiar rays and slanted in odd directions 
leading her along mossy, twisted lanes. Distorted knots of limbs and
 
rotted clamor of vines caused her to stumble along wooded paths as 
she circled around dark, murky ponds and forgotten storybook rhymes.
I imagine her strong, youthful body was lulled into a frail pattern, 
and unfamiliar melodies, softly sung, clashed in harsh tones that 

once lilted sweetly upon her tongue. Her ballroom dances became 
tangled behind stones,and shadows of a cruel thief lured her through 
endless doorways. I imagine she grasped at stars that dangled from 
a black sky, then melted away with her touch, and the moon was 

scrubbed from her hands and tossed to the nightjars. Clocks died, 
and their numbers ticked away into foreign bays while her mind 
ebbed and waned in the thick ocean mist. She could no longer 
embrace all she held dear as she rocked between the present 

and past, then tripped into white, sticky webs that held her still. 
But I imagine she catches glimpses of brown candy sacks from 
The Five and Dime, of lanes taking her down to sand plum groves, 
and of time spent under a swollen sun as she tuned in crooners

belting out songs from the past while holding the moon and stars 
once more. And I know her heart leaps when she sees my face 
and hears my voice before it is cast to the wind...for some things, 
I imagine, are strong enough to last.

changeencouragingjourneymental illnessfree verse

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