DREAM, Poetry by Mary Freericks

Genre: Family
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 Does sleeping
in a teen agers bed
turn me young again

peachy,
juicy
electric?

The Eiffel Tower grows
from its base
into a monument.

A metal ring tree
leans towards
the window.

And a chandelier
flat on the wall
hangs from air.

One photo of a poppy
larger than life
unfurls its petals.

I rest my head on her soft pillow
my body under her lavender quilt
What dreams will I weave?

Granddaughter, you are off at
college and I am in your bed in your home
as you stretch into life.

Discover the world.
your Indian roommate
your Chines suite mate.

As you lift your new window
I so comfortable in your bed
your miniature poodle snug at my side

relive my hipster days.
See through a translucent veil
your rainbow world

love trembling on roaring seas.
balancing on a pyramid
as hands give way.

 

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