Oasis

Originally published (print) in the Dreamscapes Anthology (July 2019) from Cherry House Press, slightly re-revised for presentation at tonight’s Live Open Link Night at dVerse Poets

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Oasis

I dreamed of my beloved, an oasis
standing by a new house
on a hill in the greening spring
holding a small glass harp,

its strings singing, untouched,
brushed only by a breeze;
its sound, lifted and carried

by the blue air, intoxicating.
I woke up before there was light
and stepped outside, tentative,

barefoot, onto the creaking porch,
with only coffee and the railing for balance.
Another autumn unfolded around me:

the intemperate air almost ready
to carry snowflakes; the world, swirling
out of one darkness into another;

the moon on the verge of eclipse,
Solstice just around the corner.

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dVerse Poets Pub
Open Link Night #300
~ OLN – LIVE ~
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RDP Friday
~ Autumn ~
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17 thoughts on “Oasis

  1. Very lovely, tender, well-felyt and evocative write, Ron – you certainly soothed my soul here, coming as i did to you, straight from the Big Dipper!

  2. Love those dreams of spring. The swirling snowflakes could be conjuring a spell. You brought it all to life.

  3. I liked “barefoot, onto the creaking porch, with only coffee and railing for balance.” One can dream of Spring during Winter. So few do the converse.

  4. This is incredibly poignant, Ron! I especially love; “Another autumn unfolded around me: the intemperate air almost ready to carry snowflakes.” 💝💝

  5. Enjoyed hearing you at OLN
    This is a gorgeous struggle with balance
    “with only coffee and the railing for balance.”

    Much💖love

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