the dream

i dreamt your sister drove you here
though you don't have a sister
it was a very narrow street

and when you came in and saw me there
you
disappointed went away
just went next door
to hide from me

i went out the front
and saw your car
still parked there
though i don't know
what kind of car you have

then someone on the street
came up and asked me
for the 10 quid
i had borrowed several years ago
though i never did
and she got mad
when i told her i didn't
have it

i woke up wondering what it all meant
the non- existent sister
the unknown car
the running next door
the borrowing that never was
the dream
was just
a dream
of course

blossom trees

under a row of blossom trees
i walk
my skirt flutters in the breeze
the cotton candy pink
blossom clouds
let go
like cherry-scented snowflakes
petals flutter
and fall
i stop
lie down on the moss green grass
and looking to the azure sky
through tangled webs
of branches
budding leaves
and blooms that still hold on
i realise
that someday budded leaves will
surface
change to crimson
fall
so i drink in this
cotton candy snowstorm
for now

interpretation

if i read the words
i may not get the story
in between the syllables
lie canyons rivers islands

oh for just a little light
to see your eyes in front of me
not in a picture on a screen
what then
would all this come to mean

would we be stranger to each other still
would we be sister brother
father mother
lover
would everything just come together
like it always should have been

if i just listen to the words
again
i hear a friend
and feel a stirring in the wind
the sky is calling me again
to go somewhere i've never been

my life a series
of stops and starts
some day i'll rest
and put down roots
if only what i hear and read
is what exists
in front of me