wheeling dreams—
nocturnal sorts—swishing in
a black cup of sky
Dreams
11/19/20: Daily Art
I spend a morning
dreaming birds—unlikely hues
in harmony
11/16/20: Cassandra Sez
we will emerge to
stand on corners and become
the shadows we make
11/5/20: Remembering Matinees at the Showboat Theater in Texas City
emerging as from
surfacing submarines—dreams
still deep below
10/24/20: Advice from My Imaginary Friend
escape—the past,
a maze now underwater,
need not hold you
10/22/20: Rain Came and Went
like guests, like dreams—
someone always speaking—few
moments empty
10/17/20: Drifting Off
I step into a
cave—the book drops from my hand,
the story proceeds
9/23/20: Dreaming Poetry
my sister leapt
like words, her form transformed
into love
9/20/20: Proceeding as Unplanned
accidentally
my dream switched lanes—and I
was a clam
7/23/20: Dreaming In the Form of a Junior High Filmstrip
only
calm tones identifying
scenes moving
haiku streak 