Under the willows
and into a dream.
Out of a dew-jewl
and over the rainbow.
Chasing the night
as light breathes
in the east.
Racing the stars
as glass reflects
passing thoughts.
Mirrors in trees
dancing with sighs.
Sleepers passing under
eaves of moonbeams.
Feet touching pathways
of light making haste
to one more dreamland.
The dreamer and sleeper
breathing together
passing a life in moments.
Author notes
Prompt: where sleepers pass
A contest entry
- printed on the moon by owlish.
800 points, ended May 31, 16 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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