Fall’s Dream
June 2, 2011 § 2 Comments
She said, “write me a story tonight,”
and all the words flew from my brain leaving it empty of every thing but nameless and unspoken feelings. It’s fall. The world looks as if it’s dying. Leaves drop from branches one by one until the wind comes and wipes beauty away.
Days feel like this, and nights are too dark to see. The wind can be heard tearing through the lives around me. A whoosh comes through and I lay in my bed knowing that another life was stripped of its beauty but grateful that my tree still has some leaves. In the dark, in this night, dreams float to an early fall when gold still hangs on the branches
and geese swoop from the sky, drop light as their feathers, and glide across the glass pond. They settle in slow moving circular patterns before they stroll the grasses looking for an late morning snack. We are walking the paths of a city park. Some steps we are together, our own private parade. Other steps we are separated by a thought that pulls at our feet to follow our minds and then leads us back to share our momentary adventure. We laugh at the right moments. Tease during the pauses. We walk together under the slightly warm sun in grasses of green and leaves of autumn shades.
Our passions are written in our eyes, pointing this way and that. Words fail where glimmer and sideways glances speak volumes of dreams and possibilities. A hand on my back is a period, on my arm, a question mark. The conversation is endless.
As we circle back to our place of origin, the geese cross our path and then follow our story as we continue. We laugh at how mean they are but their pillows are so soft. She stops and turns, her back to the sun. All light comes from her. She tilts her head just the slightest and slides her hand through her hair. The corner of her mouth follows the elliptic path and I find my self wishing I were coniferous.
The Reflection Pool 
Are you rushing fall or just what. Lovely word just give us a break and let us have spring and summer first. Lovely.
You have such a knack for connecting with your reader! And what I really like is that I connect with your words in unexpected ways that make me think. Keep this up, girl!