Oasis

Dreamscapes (Print Anthology)
Cherry House Press / July 2019
(Line/Stanza breaks re-edited to correct print anthology errors)

I dreamed of her, 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 folded in 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.

Then, there she was again.