Poetry for Wednesday – D. Nelson


The flow returns like blood

Pulsing the waves of the cosmos

Surfing through rolling blue

And white crests crashing

This energy of life that springs

Forth into mind’s imagery

Presents itself on the screen

This beautiful movie unreeling

Where the magic known in youth

That dreamt of visions so simple

Miracles so immediate

One merely needed to embrace them

Returns to those it abandoned

So many years ago

Emerging, rising like the Sun

The reality of creation; to glory

In the worth of creativity

I had a dream And I built it.

Imperfections be damned

Every single one

Calling it life

Toasting an ale

a soft smile hidden

in wrinkles
Dirk Nelson
Fairbanks, Ak.

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