Tag: dreaming

fragments of recent dreams – a writing exercise

a hummingbird - gently insistent - tangled itself into my hair and peeked from beneath to titter into my un-understanding ear *** they showed to me the uneven patch you had mown in the grass - the short beside the long - before the star … Continue reading fragments of recent dreams – a writing exercise


the dangers of stargazing

this morning, before morning really, before the light had begun to line the eastern sky, I walked - feet testing the crispness of those first fallen leaves (someone must, after all, be the first to fall) while Orion hung so impossibly bright, so brilliant even … Continue reading the dangers of stargazing

as if moths

as if moths could somehow supply meaning she gazes upon the half-light of ghost-wings hitches of breath leaving them unstirred beyond the disheartened dust of pale sill on a night too damp for flight © Sarah Whiteley


soft now and you unknowing in rings of green I will string you and like a child in dandelions bedecked I will drape here the cool bloom of you where my fingers may twine and trail restless in the loops of your hair © Sarah … Continue reading *