I dreamt we were dancing
in the backyard
the way we used to.
Soft, cool grass
beneath our feet,
lights and stars twinkling
against the dark.
You’d lift me up
because you could
and we’d fall down laughing
as some 80’s song
played back
all our truths.
How did we fall
into this?
Onto opposite sides
of the seismic crack
in the earth of our few years?
I suppose we were
always broken from the start.
Already finished,
the way stars collide
and quit something
small and beautiful at birth.
We could never
be to each other
quite what we’d wanted—
differences too marked
to reconcile.
But I will go on
dreaming
until the dancing
draws us home.
© 2023 Jennifer Wagner
dVerse Poetics Musical Muses (I am too late to link)
Poetic Bloomings: Shall We Dance?
Beautiful writing to the prompt. You could link this up to Thursday's Open Link Night :)
ReplyDeleteWonderful writing!
ReplyDeletePoignant and beautiful! I too enjoy listening to Huey Lewis and the News. 😊
ReplyDeletePunam/paeansunplugged
This is an incredible piece. Excruciatingly painful, like live limbs torn apart, yet connected through a dark matter full of viscous sibling love.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful. I missed you.
ReplyDeleteSad yet hopeful, powerful and tender. Care to dance?
ReplyDelete