Hope

At the bottom of Pandora’s box
I found an I.O.U.

© D. Archer . June 2015

In hindsight it may not have been such a good idea to read a selection of Sylvia Path before going to bed. It is very very unusual for me to dream or in fact to wake up with any thoughts in my head. This morning I woke up to the sound of rain.

I like rain.

Listen carefully

Enjoy it
while the moment lasts
for the muse
does not visit everyday;
I missed her whispering,
I was in the shower
contaminated with my pain.

Dry I came back to my desk
to an uncomfortable, empty chair;
I wrote instantly,
forgettable, regrettable words
that could not convey
my despair.

 © Copyright D. Archer October 2011