Poetry Written for a Creative Writing Class

What Dreams May Come

I never wept for the man
whose name I never knew;
Though I wept many times over the man
whose name I’d like to forget.
On nights like this, alone in the dark,
with a single blue light glowing
to keep the nightmares at bay,
while the heater hums harmony
to the highway-riders beyond my window.

You sleep with a lamp, and the tv blaring,
despite untroubled sleep and
a German Shepard to guard your floor.
I sleep, if at all, in a fitful fear
of waking to sweat and loneliness,
with a single blue light glowing,
And an adorable mutt as abandoned as I,
who shivers with troubled dreams.

Disney

cinderella’s castle peeks from a frame
you’re standing before it
and I’m at your side
faint flashes of recollection flit…
the ferry across the water—
rollercoaster yetis—
overpriced chicken fried rice—
the sun on the safari…the mushroom carousel…
your swollen form in the wheelchair

all is eclipsed now
it is stone surrounded by synthetic sunflowers
a stiff wind from the runway
repetitive and useless goodbyes
but it was disney magic
among the last times I saw you smile

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