in a dream

then after: morning’s dew drops became the last moisture expired under sun condensed light into translucent vapor (they) formed into pearls between shells in salt water before softening edges within an echo-filled chamber opened and another calm eased back from the sounds of what once was believed when a night under heaven gave birth to a howl (as he) began looking out even farther to an eagle went soaring through clouds suddenly cleared by the strikes of rolling white thunder was (what everyone) heard and just like everything else sound rose above light into blue swirling pools (two); they filled up those skies again under freshly poured water and a glistening moon glimpsed back to where stood the original Sea, foam turning over and over in its very own shadows as a storm came before (it was never quite able to rest) in this ordinary order next came eclipse as the one story told and an angel with wings open patiently shone while everything else was happening we looked up above as stars and seahorses brunched under a tree, dining on clover and algae and all of them smiling drinking cinnamon’d bark tea brought back from a forest into amber sweet dreams… the circle of life began with the buzzing of bees.

@06/26/2013 by KPW

(and everything in color)


About KatherinePopeWolcott

currently compiling thoughts/writings -- notebooks full, pulled apart and put back together and then something new, and here it all comes. two books being finished in the interim. Sometimes really frustrating. I remain with little interest in attempting to learn the "how to" parts of blogging because I'm technically inept, so multiple limitations are always present; just try not to think about... but other creations coming soon -- I think I am able to scan/pdf; what I am currently working on (paintings and photos and painted photos) once finished; or get someone else to do it for me.
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