At dVerse Sarah is hosting the Quadrille (44 words) with an invitation to write a poem about sleep in any form.
“Things taste better outdoors. And if it’s a forbidden thing, so much the better.” Franny Billingsley
Did I Dream It? I cupped your breast and supped your lips beneath the bowed table of rich plenty, when the sky was open and your eyes invited me to worlds beyond your sleepy smile, of dragonflies and kingfishers, seeds laughing along the air, did I dream it? Copyright 2022 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®