In My Dreams

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I was dreaming

and the dream was wonderful

of warm places

under the radiant sun

in a sapphire blue sky

where white ships

floated high up above

then there was a sound

tap, tap, tap

I frowned and burrowed down deep

in soft blankets

but my ships had passed by

and the sun had left the sky

frowning with a great sigh

I opened up my eyes

as far as I could see

from the rooftops

to the ground

a heavy blanket of white

was all about

the tapping which had woken me

was a branch against my window pane

heavy with fresh fallen snow

during the night the familiar landscape

of bare trees

and muddy ground

had changed magically

and all of the branches

now had white frosting

pine cones in the evergreens had white caps

silvery white flakes blown by the wind danced all about

signaling that the road through winter

had just begun

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About Rasma R

I live in Riga, Latvia. I was born in N.Y.C. Love to write articles and poetry. Instruct people in the English language. Live in the suburbs with my husband Martin and my wonderful cat Sid. I love rock and roll, cooking, reading, poetry and traveling.
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One Response to In My Dreams

  1. It sounds like a winter wonderland…

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