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Dreams

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Alleyway dream “Imagine 2030, a Melbourne where no one sleeps on the streets.” Mural artist Adnate.
There is no defence
dreams will come
dreams will come
where there seems no reference
there will be some
there is some

think deep and wonder what
is a dream 
a separate reality split at the seam
or a theme
streamed on moonbeams

telling a story
you might not have heard
guiding and reminding you
without literal word 
you might get it wrong
you might get it right 
paying attention to the night

because in dreams come the stories
whether happy or fraught 
of the life we are living
significant or short

Poetry days #37.

All work is my own and subject to copyright. Mural by Adnate. I do not use AI. I do not want AI to use my work.

Cherub

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Rest easy little cherub 
now day’s busy work is done
and weary tiredness overtakes you
at time of setting sun

when angelic peace comes at last
to your adored and relaxed face
your long soft lashes upon your cheeks
a picture of beauty of grace

as your breathing calms and settles
to the rhythmic patterns of sleep
your flickering eyes and twitching hands 
tell of happy dreams so deep

what is it you dream of?
repeating the days play?
of parents love, of sister?
good things only I dare say

sleep calm and in comfort
your next best day yet to come
your time at rest is precious
my small and lovely one

it’s the same for mum and dad
the quiet of the night
is also the time for peacefulness
and short time of respite

before another day of fun begins
of looking, touch, smell and taste
of learning from tears and joy
no exploration gone to waste

so wake up at days dawning
brighten up the skies
play away the morning 
give more pleasure to our lives

The Bridge

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My response to Lillian’s d’verse challenge to write a poem in a modern form called the Puente. The first and third stanza must have an equal number of lines and be connected by a second stanza bridging line demarked by the tilde. https://dversepoets.com

We dreamed of a bridge to adulthood
When we bought a house looking good
We’d settle as a family
My wild days behind me
Having scrimped and saved all we could

~the bridging finance broke us~

The deposit we mustered and paid
The lender suspiciously delayed
We were soon out of pocket
Bridging costs on the docket
Lost the house and felt quite betrayed