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In my dream I was gravity.

Posted on 4 April 2020 by Thomas Kearney

Subsidence by seriykotik1970 - Flickr

In my dream I was gravity.
The pilings of the towers humored me
and the muscular calves
of the youths,
the repose and occasional slump

of exhausted hillsides,
and the sea’s endless susurrus
as it trailed the moon forever falling,
were my dance and my devotion,
my music and my mystery.

In my dream I have been gravity
and well pleased with the world.

Image: Subsidence by Flickr user seriykotik1970, published under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 2.0 Generic (CC BY-SA 2.0) license.

National Poetry Writing Month strikes again.

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9 thoughts on “In my dream I was gravity.”

Jane Dougherty on 4 April 2020 at 2:04 am said:

I enjoyed this one, the concept and the execution. Exhausted hillsides the susurrus of the waves, the falling moon, wonderful images.

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- Thomas Kearney on 4 April 2020 at 5:39 am said:
  
  Thank you!
  
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memadtwo on 4 April 2020 at 4:09 am said:

The rhythm is like a dance. (K)

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- Thomas Kearney on 4 April 2020 at 5:40 am said:
  
  I am a way better dancer in my dreams than in waking life…
  
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Anonymously Hal on 7 July 2020 at 10:55 pm said:

Beautifully written!! 🙌❤️

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- Thomas Kearney on 8 July 2020 at 7:43 am said:
  
  Thank you!
  
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  - Anonymously Hal on 8 July 2020 at 9:27 pm said:
    
    You’re welcome!
    
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Geri Lawhon on 7 November 2020 at 2:39 pm said:

Such a wonderful post. Thanks for sharing this.

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- Thomas Kearney on 15 November 2020 at 12:47 pm said:
  
  Thanks for reading!
  
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