(Image by author.)
as now twelve months pile up, and we both pause to take
note of the furnishings–good, bad,
neutral–
in the conjectural house where we work, sleep, and yes dream so
vividly,
even while hoping to fashion one dream (or two?) towards
reality,
sit we here again to share the full course together
and with bated hearts
reach for yet one more round, plateful, menu: another
year
About the Creator
Mark Francis
Published translator of verse and original writer of haiku, senryu, lyric, occasional and genre poetry and speculative fiction.
Enjoyed the story? Support the Creator.
Subscribe for free to receive all their stories in your feed. You could also become a paid subscriber, letting them know you appreciate their work.
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.