“Do you know," Peter asked, "why swallows build in the eaves of houses? It is to listen to the stories.” ~ J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan

1.20.2013

unmade sunday morning with dreams


i awoke early and left my dreams half dreamed,
not bookmarked or dogeared,
and i have no idea if they will wait for me or not.
i will apologize and bring them flowers and chocolates -
they were good dreams full of colors and silk -
but they are fickle things
and may want sugar cookie hearts.

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8 comments:

  1. amazing photo, amazing words. love love love them.

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  2. Ha...my dreams seem to be the same sort. They have not liked the treats I have come with...so I suppose they will have to go hungry! This image is hauntingly beautiful.

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  3. Love love love this image.... Those fickle dreams... I slept late this morning, and my dreams were very real. You just never know if they will want chocolate or cookies. :)

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  4. Seven truly lovely sentences for a Sunday.

    And even though yours weren't this time, I love the very idea of a dogeared, bookmarked dream. I'll think of my own sleepy-dreams differently from now on.

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  5. Words and photo are perfect. I so want to come to Texas and have coffee with you.

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  6. such a sweet post....words and image.

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  7. Oh, such a perfect rhythm, painted in prose.

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