On Dreaming

On Dreaming They are butterfly wings delicate and fragile thoughts mere wisps of memory - ideas strung like gossamer between the branches of our minds embrace this gentle play daydreamers frittering time too soon the norms of turbulence will weight the hours we spend - snatch joy where you can.

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Daniel Caplin

Date: 2/26/2024 12:47:00 AM

Hi Michele, I absolutely love this poem , the words are so beautifully woven , butterfly wings , mere wisps of memory , weighted hours , I can see it all quite vividly . Beautiful writing .

Michele Fermanis-Winward
Date: 2/26/2024 1:24:00 PM

Thank you Daniel for your encoraging words, they mean a great deal to me.

Mystic Rose Rose

Date: 2/25/2024 6:59:00 PM

I agree with you MIchelle, snatch a few imoments of joy when you can, :)

Michele Fermanis-Winward
Date: 2/25/2024 7:02:00 PM

Thank you Mystic Rose, They are essential for our poetry.