On Alone

She landed in last night’s dream
asking your face upwards, showed you
two crows at the white sky.

You smiled at their beaks
pointing opposite, tail feathers
meeting roofline in a quilled tip.

Crying to flight, she wiped fine
your deep cheeks, loosened the pain
in exchange for freedom to go on alone.

@dVerse  pub, Fred is inching poets towards brevity.

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25 thoughts on “On Alone

  1. again some very cool turns of phrase….asking your face upward…nice…the quilled tip on the roofline…but that last stanza really brings on the emotion for me…loosing the pain for the freedom of going on alone…wow felt jane…

  2. landing in last night’s dream…what a cool image…really grabbed me from the start and then the little “conversation”..so much in this…the quilled tip on the roofline and the decision in the closure..dang..fine write jane

  3. Ooh to land in a dream – love your imagery throughout – definitely dreamscape. Fascinating stuff indeed.
    Anna :o ]

    • PS – great/beautiful sadness too – something about not just the dreams, but the bird physicality – beaks/tails – in the midst of the clear humanity. So dreamlike in that especially I thought. k.

  4. This was gorgeous. One of my favorites of the night. You state things so beautifully, with so many poetic turns of phrase (‘asking your face upwards’) which read as resonant and natural. Sometimes trying to sound “poetic,” can result in convoluted phrasing, but not here: your lines unfold with pure grace. Their surprising wording really serves the dreamlike quality of the poem. Every line is a winner, and– gosh– that opening! “She landed in last nights dream…” so inviting, and it sets the tone perfectly. I feel, in reading this, that I -have- landed inside someone’s sad and lonely dream. Thank you for sharing it; this was a pleasure to read.

  5. Love your verbs here–choice and usage both–they give this a very unique and quirky dreamscape-feel. The imagery is almost like fever. Very fine short verse, Jane…and the crow is always a medicine bird for me, as it were–flying to and from other realms–that comes across strongly in the way you paint them in this spirit visit.

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