Sunday, March 13, 2016

POEM: "How real and imaginary can turn"



"How real and imaginary can turn"


How real and imaginary can turn
A new flower into a dream
Or a voice into a woman

How a boat took us to an island
Where a stone moved a little
And softly played a song

How real and imaginary can turn
And where the new voices sang
The roses grew from stone

How we were waking from a dream
While the horses were all stirring
And the moon was going down

How real and imaginary can turn
A dream into a new song
Or a woman into a flower


How the stone was turned to stars
And the island made us a boat
While the sea was singing


© 2016 Rob Schackne

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