The day

life was a dream

the sky broke apart

in fractured gold

and we could see the universe

and touch the stars that once seemed so distant.

And the tears that stained our faces

no longer tasted like sadness.

And raindrops were as intricate and beautiful

as snowflakes;

like falling glitter,

like star dust from our universe

dancing blue on sidewalks.

And pain was a memory

we had forgotten

swirling echoes drifting away

in pale wind.

A song inside of us,

a new heartbeat.

Within our dream we remembered how to live.


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  1. This poem is enchanting (like most of what I’ve read of your so far). I particularly am drawn to these two lines: “And the tears that stained our faces/ no longer tasted like sadness.” Your syntax (through the use of enjambment) offers the reader something beautiful and unexpected.

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