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Dreaming On

by Fabrice Poussin


A green background with an image of a faded sun in the background and a silhouette of a person pointing in the distance.
Image credit: Jr Korpa on Unsplash

It was early yet as darkness embalmed the air

the last coyote to roam the land howled at the approach of the sun

and those multicolored winged creatures began their daily serenades.


I sought the pillow once more in the warm comfort of my dreams

hugging the dense fog caused by a soul cradled in the arms

of the one who still arbored a most engaging smile.


Now another day is about to collapse under the weight of those hours

but the memory of your touch remains vivid as your quick amble

leading me through hallways where there is nothing but glee.


You looked upon yourself as you sat in your nightdress

soon to wear the suit that you made glorious carrying

with you the confidence of one who trusts that she matters.


You reminded me of details I may have forgotten

pointing to signs of what we were to accomplish

painted on the walls we still called home.


As a new evening nears I feel a second skin upon me

and it looks as if you robbed me of my bones

made a home for me inside your chest.


Now I cannot be but at ease in this haven

in which you hold me ever reassuring

and cares for me… simply…


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Black and white photo of the author, Fabrice Poussin.
Fabrice Poussin

Poussin is a professor of French and English. His work in poetry and photography has appeared in Kestrel, Symposium, The Chimes, and hundreds of other publications worldwide. Most recently, his collections In Absentia, If I Had a Gun, and Half Past Life were published in 2021, 2022, and 2023 by Silver Bow Publishing.

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