a thousand dreams
yet, this one —
ashes in the breeze


10 Responses

  1. Dylan Tweney Says:

    mist sifting down from a slate-grey sky
    city dawn

  2. Kathabela Wilson Says:

    a powerful poem, immediately drawing each reader into their own experiences… multi~layered and moving. I see the ashes of one dear scattering, the ashes of a burned house, wafting… so many possibilities but also personal, the core experience of the poet is strong. “yet, this one” especially stops us, in memorial of that dream…

  3. columbusmatt Says:

    bittersweet

    we all go through it

  4. francesruthharris Says:

    When the light is low, we find the intense spot and thrive again.

  5. Dylan Tweney Says:

    mist sifting down from a slate-grey sky
    city dawn

  6. Kathabela Wilson Says:

    a powerful poem, immediately drawing each reader into their own experiences… multi~layered and moving. I see the ashes of one dear scattering, the ashes of a burned house, wafting… so many possibilities but also personal, the core experience of the poet is strong. “yet, this one” especially stops us, in memorial of that dream…

  7. columbusmatt Says:

    bittersweet

    we all go through it

  8. francesruthharris Says:

    When the light is low, we find the intense spot and thrive again.

  9. Friv 10 Says:

    the core experience of the poet is strong

  10. Stainless Flanges Says:

    Indeed very well said…:)

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