Wanton

Imagination draws on life,
all we desire, all we relate to,
feel, want, and need.
Even in nothing,
everything can be true.
That, is a writers joy,
and a readers pleasure.

IW

Blurry Places

It’s a sense, a poem, a vibration. Stronger, until I run.
Run from dawn, I run to dusk;

Dusk to dawn, to night to days, the inbetween-
So perfect, it is magic.

The little wonder of rain out the blue; explanation exists to see.

Do I see?
What I want to see

Happiest believing in all that tells me they are as they are.
It is what it is.

The closer I look, the wider my vision, the less I see
When reality and make believe blur.

Blurry places make anxious.

I close myself to dream.

IW.